Original is here, I moved accounts so I am reposting this here.
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.
“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.”
“Among those whose licenses were suspended in Baltimore County was Eileen Biedenkapp. The license for her in-home was suspended in September 2011 after records show her husband was found abusing children in care. Edward Biedenkapp later pleaded guilty to sex abuse of a minor.” -Source of both quotes here
In case you aren’t satisfied with the evidence I provided, here is a legal document about the case.
UPDATE - SEPTEMBER 8TH 2014: Hello. I have some more news regarding my grandparents and uncle.
Warning for SEVERE abuse and graphic details.
Today my uncle confronted me while i was sitting at my computer. He told me that I should apologize to him due to an argument that we both had a few days prior in which I got deranged about him constantly screaming at my grandmother and how emotionally draining it is. I then told him that he should improve his actions and his attitude about things and consider an apology when I saw improvement. He then violently threw a candy bar at which hit the back of my laptop screen and called me “a fucking dickhead”. I took this as a threat to physical violence and told him I was going to call the police if he continued. Note that this isn’t the first time he did something like this, he shoved a table against me during the argument we had a few days prior, as I mentioned above.
He thought that my threat to call the police was amusing and sat on the other side of the table, grinning. He then said, and I quote, “Yeah, go ahead and call the police and lets see what they’ll do, and why don’t you stick a dick in your mouth while you’re at it?”. I was devastated that he would stoop this low, let alone throw and shove things at me.
At this point I didn’t really know what to say, so I picked up the phone and was about to dial 911. My uncle knocked the phone out of my hand which hit the floor and cracked the screen at the top. My grandmother stepped in and told me to knock it off. My uncle stood up from the seat and talked about “how I shouldn’t fuck with him” and called me an “asshole who should shove a dildo in their mouth” and “have fun with my little play toy”. He then walked out the back door. I had a panic attack later on.
I need to get out of here. I need a place to go. Please help me
im sorry for reblogging this here but i seriously need help
Baltimore County, huh? I live in Baltimore City, myself. I can’t help financially at this time, but I’ll spread the word. *hugs* I’m so sorry you’re in such a situation. I can at least offer to be someone to talk to.
To my followers: Please help spread this… and donate if you can. It’s important. Very important.