Intricate Disguise in serious straits! · 6:05pm Jan 31st, 2019
Financial straits, that is. His family is very much in debt, amongst other things so even if you can only do a little, anything counts. Read through all of this blog, and you'll see what I mean. Look, I don't like dumping other people's problems onto others and basic human kindness barely counts for anything anymore these days I sometimes feel but in this case I stood up and took notice.
https://www.fimfiction.net/blog/844008/the-blog-i-wish-i-didnt-need-to-write
Here's just a quotation from the blog just so you have an idea of how bad things are.
Because I pay for my mum already. She's below the poverty line, as I said. I paid for Christmas. I've paid for everyone's food for months. I paid for bills and I paid for clothes. How did I do it? Every commission and other piece of paid written work I could find to write on the web. No matter how much time it took me, how much university work I was missing, I did it all. I'm not trying to say that I'm a good person. I'm not asking for your respect, because what I'm about to ask? It makes me feel horrible. It's weakness. It's the admission that I CAN'T do enough for my family to see them through, no matter how hard I try.
I NEED your help.
And I fucking hate saying that, but it’s the truth. I’m scared no one will care. That people will tell me that there are more important things in the world than me and my family’s well being. I’m scared that I told my family I can help, and it’ll turn out to be a lie, because in the end, there was nothing I could do to pull any of them out of this situation.
And I have no one else to confide in. No one else to ask. Nothing else I can do to make this better. I wish I could translate the severity of all of this better, but in the worst case?
I see myself failing university without help. Falling into a deeper cycle of anxiety and depression (I’m on medication for both). Watching my dad go bankrupt and not being able to live happily or see his kids anymore. Watching my mother die before me, or at the very least have a happy life sapped away from her. And what will I do if that happens? I can’t let that happen. What would happen to my siblings, who I love just as much as anyone else? Do eight year old boys deserve to go through this? Does anyone?
I know other people have their own problems. If mine pale in comparison to yours, if you feel that way, then I’m truly sorry, but I promise I’m only trying to help out my family, to fix this terrible situation before it spirals further out of control. (To those that are waiting on commissions from me? I’m trying as hard as I can, I promise, and I’m making headway, but all of the stress of my situation has been making writing incredibly difficult. I’m persevering in spite of it, and I’ll have content to all of you soon. I swear.)
How much do I need? How much does everyone need? I’m sorry to say it, FimFiction, but thousands. My mother’s assessment will cost at least two and a half thousand dollars (writing in dollars for simplicity’s sake), and her medication will cost at least $1200 a year thereafter. My dad’s over $30,000 in debt, and I figure I’ll need a fifth of that at least in a lump in order to convince him not to file for bankruptcy, that he can fight this rather than relegating himself to a shitty job along with his now shitty life, in which he feels terrible every day and his clinging to the one good thing he can still do.
Like I said, anything helps.
I've boosted this as well to my followers. We all need to chip in somehow.