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Help my disabled mom leave my abusive dad
I don’t want to make this post. I’ve been putting it off because I thought that with time, the problem could go away on its own. It hasn’t.
My mom is a 53 year old woman with cauda equina syndrome. She was t-boned by a man running a red light and developed the condition in the 2000′s. Her Cauda Equina is a progressive and permanent condition which she will never recover from. She is losing the use of her legs and feeling in the lower half of her body, and she will someday be paralyzed. She falls down often and is too weak to stand on her own; she uses trekker poles to walk.
My father is an abusive alcoholic who beats my mom. He has been beating her since she was pregnant with me, at least. In the past year and a half, he was laid off and then fired from his career of 10 years, and started taking his rage out on my mom at night. These screenshots, from last week, were taken after the last time he beat her, which I hoped would be the last time. But last night, he beat my mom for refusing to have sex with him (she currently has a kidney/bladder infection and kidney stones, which got really bad before they were treated, because, again, she has little feeling in her lower body.) He has also raped her in the past while she was unconscious from her prescribed medications.
I don’t know where to turn. My mom needs to get as far away from my dad as she can. She doesn’t want to go to the police because he will retaliate. She has no money and few places to go. I think that if I could get her some money and send her down to Idaho to live with one of her (few remaining) friends she might be able to have a better life.
I don’t know how much I should be aiming for here. My mom needs transportation from Montana to Idaho, she needs money to survive down there, and she’s going to need money to buy a wheelchair.
I’ve tried making posts like this before to gather donations and get her out of my dad’s house, but the posts didn’t generate any money. If she had money, she could get away from him.
I’m scared for my mom right now. She’s not allowed to leave the house unless she’s coming to see me, she’s not allowed to have friends, she’s barely allowed to use facebook to communicate with family members. My dad has cut her off from everyone who cares about her. She’s a frail tiny woman and I’m afraid of what’s going to happen to her if she stays in my dad’s house any further. He punches her, throws her around, and is generally very physically abusive.
I’m afraid to make a youcaring/gofundme and risk my dad seeing it. If he knew what I was trying to do for my mom, I don’t know what he would do to her or me. Please just reblog this and if you can, donate to my paypal. I’m going to save the money for my mom until I can convince her to leave. I’m also selling my possessions to save funds for her as well. If you wanna buy something, check out my sales blog @danbosales
paypal.me/EmmaFalkner
Update, 6/30/17
So I made this post… a few days back? I’m not great with time, but I’m pretty sure it was this week. Already it’s generated over 1,000 dollars to help my mom out of her situation and I’m just… floored. I’ve never known such generosity and kindness before. This is truly an incredible show of community that I didn’t realize Tumblr had.
I thought now would be a good time for some updated information, including some questions which people have asked me to answer:
Yes, my mom receives ssdi for her disability, however it is not enough for her to live off of.
No, she does not have family she can safely go to. She is also not allowed to have friends in town, so that’s not an option. I also do not think I would be able to hide her at my apartment; my dad knows where I live.
No, I have not called the police. My mom spent a night in jail earlier this year for being disorderly after my dad abused her, and my dad has threatened that if she calls the police on him, he’ll get her thrown in jail again. She was abused by the institution where she spent the night and was in pain for over a week after being there. She is terrified of the cops, and my dad is a charismatic man.
Yes, there is now a youcaring! https://www.youcaring.com/jamiefalkner-864460 It is set to private so that he can’t find it.
No, I don’t have any way of receiving funds besides youcaring and paypal.
If my paypal . me link doesn’t work, you can send money to damedanbo@gmail.com
If you want something in return for donating, I’m still selling a lot of stuff at @danbosales and at MyFigureCollection
I can also offer traditional furry commissions if you’re interested in getting an oc or fursona drawn (my blog /tagged/my-art ) just send proof that you donated and I’ll draw whoever you want
And to everyone who has donated… thank you so much. Words can’t express my gratitude. I started crying when I checked paypal and saw the balance. You’ve all given me hope that I can get my mom away from him and give her a fresh start in life. We haven’t reached the end of the tunnel, but I can definitely see the light.
Muslim brothers and sisters
So I found this app called Scan Halal where you scan the bar code of your food and it tells you if its halal or not. It’s a free app too. Pass this on so others can see and worry a little less about their food/snack choices
Yessss, it is very handy especially in non-muslim countries
If you reblog this for no other reason, do it because it’ll piss off Pauline Hanson. And pissing off Pauline Hanson is reason enough to do anything.
Pissing off Pauline Hanson is my favourite pass time
A.C. Strip has long understood the significance of the diary his older brother kept as they fled the Holocaust with their parents. He turned it into a self-published book that he gave to his brother as a 90th birthday gift.
But Strip never considered the diary to be an important historical document. The U.S. Holocaust Memorial Museum is making him rethink that.
Strip’s brother’s journal is one of more than 200 diaries written by Holocaust victims and survivors the museum hopes to digitize and make available to the public with the help of its first crowd-funding campaign. The museum is seeking $250,000 for the project and will begin soliciting donations through Kickstarter on Monday, the birthday of the most famous Holocaust diarist, Anne Frank.
Read More: Here
Donate here: https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/ushmm/save-their-stories-undiscovered-diaries-of-the-hol
If their goal is reached, their entire diary collection will be catalogued, translated, and published online for EVERYONE. They hope to stem holocaust denial by the power of so many readily-available firsthand accounts.
Please signal boost even if you can’t spare $5 to donate!
Sorry to break the news, but you did not report the person behind that blog. Instead, you reported me. And I am still suffering the consequences.
I did not run that blog. Yes, they used my image. All my pictures from Facebook and Instagram, my statuses, even the captions. And then interspersed them with animal abuse images, fantasies about beastiality, other fucking disgusting sentiments.
You people found my Facebook, where I listed my wildlife rescue group. You didn’t think, for a moment, that it was odd that none of these abuse fantasies appeared on Facebook. A girl who was apparently willing to put her face, her location, the names of her family her local fucking vet clinic on her zoophilic Tumblr page, strangely had none of these thoughts on a just-as-public Facebook page.
Not one single person thought, “This is a bit odd, maybe I should reach out to this person just to confirm that it’s them.”
You people, high on some fantastical idea of justice, called the authorities. And I did not even know about the existence of the blog until the RSPCA showed up on my doorstep one night.
THEY, thankfully, had the sense to believe me. As soon as they showed me the page and I broke down in tears, they got the idea. So they told me to go to the police. The police palmed me off to ACORN (a cybercrime body) who dismissed the case because “nobody in the images was under the age of 18.”
Meanwhile, Tumblr had taken the page down, only for it to resurface again last year.
I then pursued a civil case. Emailed lawyers in my local city. They advised me only to take it to Tumblr, who shut down the page a second time. No further action was taken.
I never received another call from wildlife rescue because I was unable to prove that I did not run this disgusting blog. Wildlife is my biggest passion in the world and I may never work in that industry until I can clear my name.
So I messaged this page – report-a-predator. They told me to prove it – fair enough. So I sent them EVERYTHING. The screenshots, my emails to ACORN and SAPOL and Tumblr and the lawyers. They did not respond. I emailed them again, begging them to clear my name. They did not respond.
I am furious. I am fucking enraged that this post even still exists on their page, because the actions of this so-called “justice group” has directly impacted the life of an innocent person and they will do nothing to acknowledge it. Not even respond to a simple email. Not even take down the incriminating post.
I know my blog is tiny, I know nobody follows it, I know this will probably never be seen. But I am not going to be silent.
If you’re ever caught up in a whirlwind of pseudo-justice, maybe check the facts first.
Argh
Finch!Napoleon is giving me my first pet parent worry. He and Illya have been enjoying the nest basket I got for them a week ago, but I’d been noticing that, over the last couple of days, Napoleon had been having feathers in his beak, which he was putting in the basket. I’d been wondering where he’d been getting the feathers from… and today I noticed the bald spot on his back. He’s been plucking his own feathers to line the nest. *headdesk* This isn’t the first time I’ve seen something like this; back in the lab, Napoleon’s father would prefer to line the nest with feathers (not necessarily his own feathers, but that is a problem long solved), and it seems that Napoleon is taking after dear old dad.
I immediately put a whole bunch of burlap in the cage to use for nesting material, and both he and Illya happily went at it. But I’m still a little bit nervous because he seems to keep on pecking at his back still, and I have no way of knowing if it’s because he’s feeling weird or if there’s something else bothering him. He’s singing, which is a good sign–if he was sick, he wouldn’t be–and yesterday, he was playing with the toys I’d put in the cage. But he should not be plucking feathers, and this is the first time he’s done it. The exposed skin seems clean, so there don’t seem to be any other issues, but I’ll keep a close eye on him.
I only noticed him with feathers in his beak after I got the basket a week ago; he hadn’t been doing it before that. I’d hate to have to remove the basket, since they both love cuddling in it, but if that’s what will get him to stop, I’ll do it. But if the problem can be stopped by just supplying more burlap or other nest material, then I’d like to do that.
If birblr can give me any advice, I’d really appreciate it. For background, I adopted these two finches from my lab about two and a half weeks ago.
The Paradox Machine 