Times Are Tough, I Sing Forever For My Supper
So, as y’all may know, I lost my 9-5 job last year. I’ve moved on from there and am clawing my way forward, but – for a number of reasons – clawing our way forward and putting out a series of fires one after the other is the way it’s gonna be. For a while I kept saying ‘it’ll be fine if we get to’ X or Y or Z point, and then something else would happen and knock us back on our asses – an unexpected house repair, the fact that I have to pay for private insurance in addition to Medicaid to be able to get my medication (and it costs about $110 per appointment just to see a doctor, on top of the $300 a month for the insurance, what), and on and on. We still don’t have a fully-functioning bathroom (our sink is still sitting in my living room) because we simply haven’t had the $500 to pay someone to come install it. I mean, we can wash our hands and brush our teeth in the shower. We’ve been able to push it down the priority list.
But like, times are tough af all around, so. That’s life.
Aaaanyway so. If you like what I do on the internets, and you’d like to support me and my family and make sure @mistresskabooms and @dadhoc and our pups are fed and clothed and sheltered, please consider:
Supporting me on Patreon! $1 gets you instant access to multiple chapters of multiple queer fictions, a bunch of short stories, some queer theory related rambling, and more.
Buying me a coffee! I like coffee.
Donating to my PayPal. I pay bills with this money and use it to get to doctor’s appointments and buy supplies.
Buying something from my Etsy. I’ve added a bunch of new stuff, including the new Queer Love shirts, some Star Wars and Doctor Who stuff: patches, bags, t-shirts.
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