Okay, this one is more needing gentle motivational help. I want to start doing my art and music again on the side for fun, even though i still live with my nparents and feel unsafe near them from past trauma resurfacing related to them. My thoughts also affected my studying to some extent.

How do i push through intrusive thoughts and just do my art and music, regardless of these thoughts in the past? Be aware that when i do my art and music, i ironically do better in studying and become more productive. My studying is affected to to some extent because of my thoughts.

Good evening everyone.

No one expected me to be able to do this. I don't expect much people to expect me to be able to actually do this. I know people will hope I will do it but will think I can't possibly be able to do it. I will do it.

I have the necessary political capital to get a bill passed to end psychiatric abuse in my state. This sounds odd of an anonymous account that was just created to say, but I do.

That means the Martha Mitchell Effect, that means the drugging up of children with apparent "personality disorders" or "schizo disorders" from parents who are abusive themselves and are silencing their children.

I was one of them. A few months away from being an adult, still couldn't taper off of those injectable drugs because of some "chemical imbalances". Psychiatrist didn't even want to talk to a psychotherapist who didn't agree with him. Hell, he didn't even want to look at evidence or hear about my trauma. Only reason why I was coerced onto them was because I told the truth. I will tell the truth from the mountains because I cannot passively take part in this machine.

Their power is being disbarred and stripped from them. I have the political capital necessary. I've shaken the hands. I have the words to say. I know the right arguments to say when the opposition lands from all of those people screaming that their power's been taken away and that they'll need to follow the golden rule when their masks slip.

The first tenet of the bill will be simple.

Bodily autonomy. Collaborative relationships, because mental help involves help from someone you can trust. A connection can never be forced. This means everyone, minors - those children who don't know any better. Those wives, those husbands who can't possibly know what's best for them. Those damned "schizophrenics" who we throw out onto the street and those damned "schizophrenics" who aren't abused and apparently just dream up their trauma. Those who have some sort of "brain chemistry" problem, some sort of "anger" problem. You want people to be helped - you want them to be honest, you'll want them to know they'll be helped and you want to make them comfortable and they aren't at drugpoint. Then building off of bodily autonomy, no threats of hospitalization, not even thinly-veiled ones disguised as help.

Then I'll look into other things.

1. Law enforcement (CT State Police, etc.) not being allowed to hospitalize minors or adults solely on the basis of them denying psychiatric medication or denying seeing a psychiatrist. Additionally, law enforcement not being allowed to hospitalize minors merely on the basis of their parents asking for their children to be involuntarily committed, which would protect children in Martha Mitchell Effects or with abusive parents.
2. Children who have been deemed “mentally ill” by school systems, schools, school districts, educational systems or IOPs being allowed to remain going to school - and their decisions to do so being respected regardless of if they wish to take psychiatric drugs or not, respecting their bodily autonomy and disbarring coercion loopholes.

The following amendments may be harder to pass:

3. The process for patients who have been psychiatrically abused should be reformed. It should be *far* easier now for people to remove annul / completely remove past psychiatric diagnosis’s, or annul records of hospitalizations that were over abusive grounds or did not have proper context regarding the patients actual mental health treatment. Only harder to pass because I don't entirely know which specific statutes I should be referring to or what the exact names of previous legislation on this subject has been.

4. Allowing minors to see their current and past psychiatric diagnosis's and taking away infringement of those rights or coercion to stop those rights.

Additionally, I've heard about psychiatric hospital abuse. I would force this to be applicable even to psychiatric hospitals. To my knowledge, it is even in Connecticut - but there isn't as good enforcement of these laws, and again the "tapering" loophole.

This is why I'm posting, I need help.

I need to know exactly what I haven't covered. Any and all information, including past stories, even maybe ones not in Connecticut too. Legal advice, framing advice, etc. Let me hear you because no one else did. I want to completely destroy this machine and scatter it to the wind. I've never been effected by the troubled teen industry, but I've heard about even that - and I want to know how I could destroy the abuse in that even in legal form, and enforce those laws. I'll be logging off for now. If this doesn't go here, let me know.

Hi, good day to everyone. F, 27 here. Please consider helping me as I'm living with multiple Ns family members and most of them are sexual abusers too. $250 would really help me get prescription reading glasses so I can work again. I also have the worst case of blepharitis and myopia. I don't have a job anymore because they ruined my wfh job and tried to kill me. (Also, my deranged Nmom just told me to go kms just for existing) so I really want to move out soon. I would really be thankful if someone could help me buy new reading glasses. Thank you so much!

I know people are posting here with far more dire needs so I definitely recommend helping them first if you’re in the position to. And I understand that my request isn’t as urgent.

I’ve recently taken up biking. To say it’s been healing is an understatement. It’s helped me while I work to get out of here and also stay focused on the good things.

I got a hand me down mountain bike that I’ve been using for a few months. Recently the tires were punctured while I was away. The average cost for tires is 70. The average cost for a tune up for the breaks is 150. I think the tune up covers the tire repairs too.

If anyone can help, my links are in my bio. I’d be so grateful and can send you pictures and receipts to confirm so you know it’s not a scam. Just a girl trying to stay sane and healthy.

Appreciate it if you’ve read this far, take care and stay warm

Hello generous people of Reddit

I'm coming here, hat in hand, hoping people might be inclined to help. My life kind of imploded a few months back and I found myself about to be homeless and jobless. A friend here in Kansas offered to put me up someplace for a bit while I got things back in order, and after much wailing and gnashing of teeth, I almost have a handle on the situation.

I'm trying to get back home to IL because a friend is saving a spot for me at her job. I'd be working a pharmacy support line, helping them process perscription insurance claims so people can get their meds. To start working there, I need to BE there.

A train ticket on Amtrak from Topeka - Chicago is 110-130$ plus taxes and fees. Once I'm back, I need 45$ to renew my expired pharmacy tech certification so I can start work. Some helpful redditors have suggested some charities that might be able to help, and i've reached out to them, but the sooner i can get back, the sooner I can get to work.

I have paypal and venmo if any kind soul wants to help me rebuild my life. I'll be eternally grateful, and I hope to be able to pay it forward. Thank you. ☺️

Hi everyone, I'm Manuel and I live in Rome, I ask you for extreme help to leave home, I'm 21 years old and I can't stand being here anymore, I've suffered mental abuse for too many years and I need to leave far from here, my story is all written on this link: https://gofund.me/a7954cc1

please share.. I can't take it anymore and I'm desperately asking for help even from strangers to leave, I ask you with my heart in my hand.

Good Rx and insurance won’t help either. I’m so sad. I’ve been skipping meals to pay for this. It was all worth it. I was so excited. These meds were really gonna help me. I was gonna pick up more hours after starting them. Finally move to a less shitty place. I’m sorry for rambling. I’m just so disappointed. I was so close. I don’t know how or when I can afford it now. I have next months expenses to save for too. I can’t afford it all. I was so embarrassed at the pharmacy when they told me the price. I could tell they felt bad for me and I couldn’t stop my eyes tearing. It just made it worse. They tried to help by telling me to sign up for Good Rx but I already have it. They checked and it’s the same price. How can it be so expensive? They recommended trying my insurance again. I had to leave because the tears wouldn’t stop. I was so frustrated and tired and hungry. I said thanks and ran out while they were apologizing to me again. It’s not their fault. I thought I could push through the hunger and fatigue but it was all for this. I called my insurance in the car and they said they can’t do any better either. Mistakes happen. Sometimes doctor’s and insurance miscommunicate. I know but what about the meds? I’m not mad at them, but why don’t they understand?

I’m sorry, I shouldn’t be rambling and crying. I had no where else to go or talk to. No one else who will get it. I’m desperate for help but I have no idea what else to do. My shirt’s wet from all the crying. I’m gonna go change it and try to cry to sleep so I can forget this for a little while.

Hello everyone,

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We are seeking adults who identify as women and who have seen any kind of digital content (e.g., social media, podcasts, radio, TikToks, ads) related to gender-based violence (GBV) and have personally experienced GBV (e.g., domestic abuse, intimate partner abuse, forced marriages, etc.) to participate in an online survey. The survey will take approximately 5-10 minutes to complete.

Participation in the survey is anonymous and voluntary, and you may withdraw at any time. No personally identifiable information will be collected, and all data will be securely stored on the university’s servers for a maximum of two years. The data will remain confidential and will not be disclosed to anyone outside of the research team.

In addition to the survey, we are also conducting semi-structured interviews to gain more in-depth qualitative insights. If you are interested in participating in an interview, please feel free to reach out to us. Your participation would be greatly appreciated and will significantly contribute to our understanding of this important issue.

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I’m unemployed but working on it. Without a phone, I’m pretty stuck. Not sure what other options there are. Any help is appreciated.

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It’s 89 degrees in here. My previous old portable AC broke. The central AC doesn’t work either. I’m melting in here and my PMDD is worse this week too. I don’t know what to do. I found a new one online that’s $200. I don’t have the money. I’m applying for jobs and trying to find one. I don’t know how much longer I can keep like this. I’ve been drinking a lot of water but I’m still so hot. The air is heavy and humid too.

Please help, even a small amount can go towards it. I’m begging for help. I can’t stand this.

My Venmo is AraVic88 and Cashapp is $kleio88

Please and thank you. I can provide photos for proof of the broken one and receipts to show proof of a new one.

As you know, narcissists are not like normal people. You can’t just tell them your boundaries and then expect everything to be peaches and cream.

Too many of us have turned red in the face asserting our boundaries and repeating ourselves trying to teach a narcissist how to treat us. Until one day, we take the leap of faith and go no contact forever.

What about the time in between? When it’s not yet possible to exit the relationship?

How can we keep our self respect with people who are highly resistant and antagonistic to our boundaries? How do we maintain our dignity with people who only see us as appliances to use?

By implementing meaningful consequences for boundary violations. Narcissists and their toxic ilk respond only to consequences.

The thing is not everyone knows how to set consequences with toxic or difficult people in a way that doesn’t make the victim guilty of reactive abuse.

____________

My story

When in my late 20’s I found myself living at home again with my narcissistic parents, it was a horrifying experience. I had my suspicions but they had seemed supportive. I never could have imagined it would become so unbearable.

What was privacy? They’d barge into my room anytime. Narc mother would barge into me in the shower, use (read: steal) my personal products, rummage through my things and leave my stuff in disarray. The more I communicated with them, the worse they got.

Narc father became increasingly violent using threats to beat me up and physical intimidation. He’d erupt in fits of rage, grab hold of me and refused to release me while I struggled. When I spoke out against this, they began to starve me.

I was starting a business (I guess this was my crime) and funds were tight. I found myself going into credit card debt eating out twice everyday for months because it wasn’t safe to use the common areas if I had the audacity to buy groceries.

Then the verbal abuse, drama, manipulation and chaos. As much as I kept to myself in my room, they just would not leave me alone. They wanted to argue and make crazy everyday, insisting I apologize to my narc father because it was my fault that he physically assaulted me.

What could I do? I was financially dependent ( well they cut me off financially but I lived in the home) living in a city that is notorious for its HCOL. It was an impossible situation. They figured they had me trapped. I would soon run out of money (read: credit cards) and they could really go to town with the abuse.

During this dark period, before I eventually escaped and went no contact, my saving grace was that I did not take the punches lying down. Every single abusive thing they did to me was met with a consequence. However, I did not abuse them, not even verbally.

As my narc father began to test the waters with physical abuse again (he used to beat me as a child and teen), it was imperative for me that he faced repercussions. I could not afford to do nothing, thereby reinforcing the behavior, and giving him “silent permission” to escalate. A mistake so many women make with abusive men.

Ultimately, I escaped. I know firsthand the devastation to mental and physical health being in the proximity of a narcissist can cause. But while I was trapped with them, and in a state of dependency, being able to stand up for myself by setting effective boundaries (through consequences) made all the difference to my self-esteem and my dignity.

___________

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Hi, thank you for reading. I have to buy my anti-psychotic medicine this week. Like, I have to. I get really strange and abusive when I'm not on it. But that's going to be the last of my money this week, and I don't know how to afford food. If anyone could help me out, I'd be really grateful.

https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/tarengrant

or

$tristandeshazer on cashapp. The name is Taren Grant, and the avatar is a deer kissing a dog.

Thank you again

Work has slowed down a lot, and after paying the rent, we don't have much money left over. If anyone could spare some for groceries, we'd be really grateful. We're down to rice and bean, and not much left of that.

https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/tarengrant
or $tristandeshazer on cashapp. The name is Taren Grant, and the profile pic is a deer kissing a dog.

Thank you

Hello! My name is Chloe, and I'm a recent graduate of the GED high school equivalency program. I am now looking to pursue further education by attending an undergraduate program virtually, as I live in a very small town without many college options nearby. 

Throughout my life I've struggled with my studies. My father is in the military, so my family has moved all over the U.S.. I've been unable to make meaningful connections with my peers and teachers, in part due to moving so often, as well as untreated symptoms of my ADHD and Autism Spectrum Disorder. My education was further disrupted by the COVID-19 pandemic and a multi-year long mental health crisis that led to my dropping out of high school.

Applying for college is a big step for me in transitioning into adult life. However, I have no money to my name, and my family cannot afford to pay my tuition on top of the high cost of living in our area and taking care of my three younger siblings. This is why I am reaching out to you for a hand, my friend. I sincerely hope you can find it in your heart to assist me in my endeavor to educate myself. Every penny counts, and I am grateful for your contribution. If you can't or don't want to donate, sharing helps as well!

Thank you for taking the time to read my story, I hope you have a good day and god bless you.

This description is copied from my crowdfunding campaign, as it says all I need to.

My spotfund campaign can be found here: http://spot.fund/9zhttsc

My mom is still being abusive and I really just want to get out

Hello all, I made a go fund me ages ago to get away from my abusive mother but then I took it down out of fright and I felt pathetic. However today, after being physically assaulted by my mother for disagreeing with her about a coffee drink I am reaching out again. I am only trying to raise 350$ so I can stay at a very cheap hotel for the next few days while I have assignments and exams to finish, which is so hard to do when your in constant threat and agony.

This is the link to my story and my gofund me, even a dollar will help I just really need to get out.

https://gofund.me/f9a5b85b

I am a university student and I work a part time job it’s just not enough in this economy. I am just super desperate to get out!

Sad story. Guy posted fundraiser around he wasnt familiar with reddit community and was banned from numerous pages and they took it down. I even reposted myself and got banned from one page because he did it wrong. My mistake, none the less I felt bad and I am reposting for them. Also if someone can pay it forward for this family and repost in any social site it's the right thing to do. Click the link to read the full story!

https://www.paypal.com/pools/c/931j3RwCq5

PLEASE READ: This is my girlfriend's story, I'm posting it for her because she doesn't have reddit but wanted it posted so here it goes. I 22F had been in a car accident last year and broke my hip. I had finally gotten my own place, a job and a car (my only way out from my parents). While I was recovering I had my life stripped away from me. I'm trapped without a car and a way to support myself. I had just now recovered from a shattered hip and I am wanting to get back out to work and have my own life more than anything but my parents are taking advantage of my situation. To start, they do not want me to succeed or do better for myself. They love to watch me suffer. They don't want to see anyone do better than them because they are bitter of their own lives and are spiteful people. I cannot pay my own bills and I have no way to get anywhere. The nearest town is miles away so I couldn't walk to work even if I wanted to. My dad pays the bills for my apartment but only to hold it over my head and to get me to do whatever he says and if I don't he will stop paying my bills. He does the bare minimum to keep me alive and that's it. I barely have enough food to live off of even. They want me to move back in with them but if I did I would end up ending my life and with the way they treat me it seems like that's exactly what they want, I cannot take the way they treat me. I am treated like nothing, like I don't matter. I am met with the utmost disrespect and disrespectful comments all while being manipulated and gaslighted. It was so much worse when I lived with them, so I told myself I'd never go back. It is to the point that I would rather live on the street than to move back in with them and I have no other family or friends that would be willing to help me or have a way to. Every time I try to tell my parents I need help with something they flip it around on me and make me feel awful for even asking. They even treat my brother more like a person than me and he's a severe meth addict. They give him money everyday and help him with everything he needs but when it comes to me they never help me. When my brother doesn't get his way he threatens that he will kill himself but if I tried that my parents would just laugh it off as a joke. My dad would play the tiny violin and say "you know what this is right?" Laughing afterwards. I've even been trying to do better for myself by going back to college using pell grant. I've gotten a little money back from it at least but not nearly enough for a car and now my dad is threatening to make me use what little money I got back to pay my bills but I'm saving it for a car. I'm a straight A student and I've told my parents but when I tell them they don't seem to care and change the subject right after. I'm really trying here but I'm not getting any help. I have also been needing to go to the hospital because I am pretty sure there is something wrong but I don't want to call an ambulance because if I do I will never get it paid off because I can't get medical insurance. I have no transportation to the Medicare offices and I have to do it in person. They only care about themselves and have no sympathy toward me and they strive to bring me down in every way possible. They laugh at my cries for help (not a metaphor). My boyfriend plans on helping me get a car with the little money that I have but because of the wreck my license was taken away and my car was in my mom's name, I have to have her with me in court for that reason to get my license back. every time I ask her to take me to court she says she will but never does (I'm pretty sure she just wants me to shut up) and I have until July until my license is suspended permanently. I can't convince her to come with me to get my license back, I ask every day. I have been trapped in this small apartment for so long I feel I am losing my mind. If I don't get out I will end up ending myself here too. I need a therapist but I still don't have insurance so I'm screwed there too and wouldn't be able to attend appointments the appointments anyway because I have no transportation. My boyfriend can't help with me transportation because I've been abused in the past and I'm still deathly terrified of being in the same car as another man that I'm not entirely comfortable with and sure won't hurt me yet. I know he means well I'm just scared because of past experiences with previous relationships and on top of that he lives 2.5 hours away and I don't want to him to have to drive all that way to help me get somewhere. I really am at my wits end and am in desperate need for help or advice.

TD:LR : I fractured my hip and lost all my documents after a bad car accident on my way home from work causing me to be without financial support and wheelchair bound for a year. I'm trying to get my life together and my parents hold everything over my head(helping me with the bare minimum) just to say that I was lazy and didn't want to work even though I was unable to even walk. It is apparent they don't want me to do better than them so they sabotage me in every way possible. They don't want to help me and only hold me back. I have no way out with little to no help. This is my last attempt at seeking help.

P.S. I don't want to ask but if you're wanting to help you can donate to my cash app $ElevatedASF Thank you

Hey everyone!

Our names are Jess and Daisy and as part of our training to become clinical psychologists, we are conducting some research with the University of Sheffield and the NHS.

We wondered if anyone like to take part?

We are looking for people who live in the UK and have mental health difficulties (anxiety, depression, PTSD, psychosis, schizophrenia etc.) which are impacting on their wellbeing and beliefs.

We both have people close to our hearts who have struggled with their mental health, which is why we are passionate about this project.

• Phase One: For participating in the first phase, we offer you the chance to win several £20 vouchers.
• Phase Two: If you are then happy to participate in the second phase we will give you a £10 voucher

Link to study: https://shef.qualtrics.com/jfe/form/SV_eS9yh0Ii3L3tIqO

We have formal National Health Service (NHS) Ethical Approval for this study.

Thank you so much in advance!

I'm just $50 short. I don't know if my landlord will be patient with me over $50, and I'd rather not test it. So if anyone can help me out, I'd really appreciate it.

Paypal is https://www.paypal.com/paypalme/tarengrant

cashapp is $tristandeshazer (the name is Taren Grant, and it's a picture of a deer kissing a dog.)

Hi, I don’t want to share my identity just for personal reasons but my son and I, he’s 3 years old are finally moving out of a toxic household for the very first time! Just wanted to share our Amazon wishlist for our new home if anyone would love to help us with our move. We appreciate it so much. Thank you, even a prayer would be very much appreciated 🩷

https://www.amazon.com/hz/wishlist/ls/BIXGT0TFWMK2?ref_=wl_share

Not a request, but my landlord is kicking me out and I have nowhere to go. Nmom has moved out for almost a year now, and there hasnt been any yelling, so I don't know what the neighbours are complaing about. Maybe I'm bringing too many men? I have no money to move out or pay a more expensive rent. I am in almost crippling debt, with total loans adding up to R$ 19k. I've almost never felt this vulnerable.