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Shipwreck

Montreal Migrant Justice Documentary & Archive →

mytongueisforked:

mytongueisforked:

Hey friends, I’m currently part of this project that really needs help to get finished! Here’s  a description of our project and you can check the link to find out where our funding is going/ the awesome perks that come with. It’ll be a really important resource for people doing popular education work around migrant justice, its links to colonialism, etc. And it also allows many people who are/were non-status to share their testimonies. Here’s the description:

Who are we & what is this project

We are a group of community organizers and media-activists in Montreal who have been working on a video documentary project about grassroots migrant justice struggles in Canada. At its core, our documentary is meant to serve as a popular education tool for both people who already do migrant justice work as well as the broader Montreal community and beyond.

Through the testimonies of migrants who have struggled or are struggling today to remain in Canada, the documentary attempts to debunk the myth of Canada as a welcoming multicultural country and to expose the exploitative, colonial and imperial foundations of Canada and its immigration system. It is also a platform for people struggling against the immigration system to tell their stories and to highlight the ongoing resistance by migrants and allies to undermine the racist colonial borders of the Canadian state.  

Throughout the duration of this project, we have worked in collaboration with members of many migrant justice groups such as Solidarity Across Borders, the Immigrant Workers Centre, Mexicans United for Regularization, No One Is Illegal, the Temporary Foreign Workers Association, and people directly affected by Canada’s unjust immigration policies. Thus, our project has always prioritized and been shaped by the voices of Montreal’s migrant justice community and directly affected people. We believe that this documentary will be an invaluable resource to use within our communities and to spread education about migrant justice struggles both nationally and internationally as well.

Over the past year and a half, we have been consulting with local migrant justice groups, filming marches, community events, and press conferences, as well as conducting interviews and spending countless hours editing. Our project is nearing its final stages but we need your help in order to complete this project and distribute this resource around!

Please reblog and boost if you can!

There’s a trailer of the documentary if you go to the link. 

Just a few more days to donate! Please reblog and also feel free to check out our trailer on the indiegogo link! 

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luxvriously:

i think broken people love the deepest

Ugh please stop this. We’re not here to emotionally satisfy you. We need to protect ourselves and fix ourselves. Just because we put you first and will do anything to please you does not mean that it is healthy or that it should be a selling point. We may “love deepest” because we haven’t used any of our love on ourselves. It’s not cute that we want to be dead without you or that you are the only person we feel comfortable with. That is sad as fuck and not in a beautiful way. And don’t pretend that you unbroken people won’t get bored when our misery stops serving you. You want us because we “love deepest” but when we can’t keep our rooms clean and we have panic attacks, suddenly our deep love isn’t enough. All we do is let you get under our skin and intertwine into us so deeply that when all your compassion dries up, we collapse.

(Source: luxvriously)

Getting Through Medical Examinations - A Resource for Women Survivors of Abuse and Their Health Care Providers →

This is a huge issue for me right now (and probably not only for people with trauma-related anxiety). I’m worried about ending up in the emergency room again. My prescriptions ran out months ago. I’ve been taking random steroids since then, which aren’t my preferred medication - they were free samples from a pharmaceutical study that I did last year, and the metered doses ran out weeks ago. The dispensers always have medicine left over, but now I have to judge the strength of a dose by the particular tremble of my hands and racing of my heart. Not the greatest thing maybe.

Montreal doctors never seem to be accepting new patients, so it’s challenging to build a secure relationship with someone. I finally just bought some etizolam (an unscheduled benzodiazepine analogue) online, which will ideally enable me to accomplish basic tasks like

  1. obtain life-preserving medicine;
  2. interact with other human beings;
  3. register for a master’s course (en français - ça me rend super nerveuse).

Our goldfish unexpectedly reproduced a couple of weeks ago. The babies started out as sedentary lines-with-eyes, but now their internal organs are growing visible and they swim furiously all day.

(Source: shipwreck)