Lindsay Anne Black

Hello friends. You might remember me from the internet, or from my theatre career. I used to be a set and costume designer for live performance, but have been a social media manager for the past eight years, since I became homebound with a permanent chemical injury. (ES/MCS) Unfortunately, due to the nature of some of the content to which I've been regularly exposed on social media through the course of my contractual obligations—you know, actual murders and stuff, thanks X—I am now also experiencing CPTSD and having a mental health crisis. For the second time in my life, I am in the process of scrambling to create a new career for myself. In the interim, I'm in financial debacle. And if I lose my house, I'll be dead in a few short months¹. Also of note: about a year ago, my house was contaminated by some nearby construction, I was displaced, and I have since had to replace almost half my stuff. So.. it's all going very well. I have every intention of being financially stable again, since this province does not adequately support the disabled, but I am facing a terrifying gap. I am so grateful for even the smallest contributions—they all help feed the cat, feed myself, and pay the bills. xo ¹ Data based on the last time this happened.

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