You see that house? The house right next to the brighter brick house? That’s my house. Well, it’s supposed to be, anyway.
Trigger warning for rape, molestation, suicide, self-harm, and abuse.
My name is Kaiden and I’m a 16-year-old transgender male. I have two younger siblings (a 4-year-old and an 11-year-old) and this is my life story.
Back in mid 2011, my mother owned a daycare at our own home. My dad was charged with sexually abusing one of the children, causing my mom to lose her job. Later, in late 2011, he registered as a tier III sex offender and got 20 years in prison, all suspended but 2. My family and I were shocked and, frankly, disturbed. The situation was thrown in our faces and was unexpected; It was surreal.
The imprisoning of my dad impacted me, my family, and my friends. A few months later, with my mom being unemployed, we had our gas and electric turned off and our home was no longer livable and we had no choice but to live with my grandparents along with a very abusive uncle. My uncle has choked, strangled, and beaten my mother so severely I had to get the police involved.
A few months later, my grandmother decided to pass my great grandmother (who has been deceased for 4 years now)’s house down to my mother. However, the house has been abanded for 7 years has no kitchen, poor plumbing, a giant hole in the roof, and is literally rotting and collapsing from the mold and bacteria. The house is horrendous and near unlivable. However, we had no choice but to move in.
In early December 2013, I attempted suicide with an overdose. I was hospitalized and they diagnosed me with Major Depressive Disorder, General Anxiety Disorder, and Social Anxiety Disorder. They told me I was experiencing psychosis; I was completely delusional. I could not pinpoint the difference between reality and fantasy. I was released a week before Christmas.
In January 2014, my dad was released from prison and he moved into our house. It was exciting - or so we thought. My dad admitted to molesting one of the kids. It sickened me and I became very uncomfortable around him. No only that, but prison has changed him. He became very verbally and emotionally abusive towards me, my mother, and my two younger sisters.
That same month, my ex girlfriend raped me several times. When I reported it to authorities I was told there was no evidence to support my claim and there was nothing that could be done.
In April 2014, I attempted suicide with an overdose once again. I was hospitalized, and ever since then my father became even more abusive towards me. He has mocked me for my suicidal behavior and has told me to cut myself. In May 2014, my dad attempted to rape me 3 times. I became terrified of him, and I decided to move back in with my grandparents to get away from him.
My mother wants my father to move out of the house but, if my father leaves, my mom will not be able to financially support me and my younger sisters (a 4-year-old and an 11-year old) and be able to pay the house bills nor fix up the house itself.
I opened this fundraiser to help support my mom and my family. With the money, my mom can fix up the house, pay the bills, and support me and my siblings. With that, my abusive father can move out of the house and I can move back in and away from my abusive uncle.
Please, we need your help. Even if you can’t donate any money, please spread this around. My family is in serious financial danger.
If you want to see more pictures of the damages of the house, please let me know.
Thank you for reading.
due to a certain ask that i received, i decided to post evidence to back up my story.
“The providers mentioned in our story were contacted by phone calls and home visits. Eileen Biedenkapp, who lost her license after her husband was convicted in a case involving sexual abuse of a child, says she’s devastated by what happened and also and bitter the state took away her license for something her husband did. The other providers didn’t return calls for comment or told us they were not interested in commenting.”
Source of article here
IMPORTANT UPDATE: I HAVE AN EATING DISORDER/HEALTH ISSUE TO WHERE I CAN’T EAT WITHOUT VOMITING. MY GRANDPARENTS ARE THREATENING TO KICK ME OUT OF THE HOUSE AND SENDING ME BACK TO MY HOUSE WITH MY FATHER BECAUSE THEY DO NOT WANT TO DEAL WITH ME. PLEASE SPREAD THIS AROUND.
mysterious gallifreyan signs popping up during various doctor who world tour videos
This Radio Times poster for ‘Deep Breath’ is so fricking awesome *O*
I wear a veil as he wore a face, for the oldest reason there is for anything: to be accepted. The Doctor regenerated in your presence. The young man disappeared, the veil lifted. He trusted you.
[clara please, eh, for me? h e l p h i m.
goodbye clara. miss ya]
h e a s k e d y o u a q u e s t i o n .
w i l l y o u h e l p m e ?[clara … give him hell, he’ll always need it.]
d: i don’t think that i’m a hugging person now.
c: i’m not sure you get a vote …
d: whatever you say.
From the beginning she was impossible. The impossible girl. I met her in the Dalek asylum, never saw her face, and she died. I met her again in Victorian London, and she died. Saved my life both times, giving her own. And now she’s back. And she’s perfect. Perfect in every way for me. Clara. My Clara. Always brave, always funny, always exactly what I need.