SEX(uality) Fundraiser. Trust me; you're going to need it.
Organized by: Kristen Kendall
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Before writing me off, seriously ask yourself that question, "When would I like to stop having sex?"
If your answer is, "NEVER," you need to donate to me to help me finish school.
So what am I asking for?
Not much. If everyone that reads or comes across this page donates at least $0.01, I'll start at least being able to eat healthier while in school. Being in school for so long, I have built up a lot of debt. However, this website will only let me go down to a minimum of $1 for now.
Donate via Paypal! <---- to donate a penny, nickel, dime, etc. click here!!!
Find a penny, pick it up instead of leaving it on the sidewalk. You'll burn an extra calorie and you can donate it! Or that penny you were going to chuck off a building to see if it lands on someone, donate it instead. PLUS, it's a tax write off!
Why do you need to help me?
Simple answer: There's no one out there to really help the people who need it most. The elderly, chronically ill, disabled are immediately written off as nonsexual creatures. Yet imagine one day you are in a car accident and are paralyzed from the waist down. Now what? I'm sure you don't want to stop being sexual all together, right? You still have wants and needs that need to be met. Well who do you talk to about it? Asking your nurse usually gets you an odd look. Ask the doctor and he all of a sudden has a call he/she must attend to. Sorry! Society doesn't think you are a sexual being anymore. This is where I come in.
Once I am a Physical Therapist and add that to my Masters in Human Sexuality Education, makes me the perfect person to talk to about your new life situation and how you can start becoming you again. I can help you learn about what your new limitations, how to get around them, as well as help your partner adjust as well.
Who are you anyway?
I grew up in a small town in Indiana, and now I'm living out on the east coast for school. I currently work with the mentally handicapable by helping them learn how to live on their own, getting them out into the community, helping them learn how to interact with others in social settings, and feel accepted by society. I have many aspirations and goals I would like to eventually achieve. Here are just a few:
1.) Let my mom retire so I can be the one taking care of her instead of the other way around.
2.) As a domestic violence and sexual assault survivor, be an advocate for those without a voice as well as be the support for those in need of a friend.
3.) Help everyone find happiness and pleasure in their lives.
So why not get a scholarship or something?
Great question! I would love to! While I was away on internship between my freshman and sophomore years of college, my father passed away from cancer. My mother was beside herself. She had been supporting me, my older sister, my sickly father who needed care that was not covered by insurance, and herself for at least six years by this point.
What does that have to do with getting a grant or scholarship?
Everything! While still being technically below poverty level, since my father passed, we were not eligible for the grants and scholarships I had earned for doing so well in school. POOF! Gone! I went to the Bursar to inquire about it, and all I got was, "Wow. I'm sorry." and "Excuse my French, but that sucks." No help at all. I ended up with 3 jobs to pay for school myself while attending full-time. Ended up completely burning myself out and kept getting sick because of it.
Senior year, I did receive a private scholarship. However, the school screwed me out of part of that too. I moved back home to complete my student teaching only to be told that the university would only give me half of the scholarship. WHAT?! They claimed that it was supposed to only pay part of both the fall and spring semesters, but since I was only technically at Indiana University for one more semester, I would just loose the other half of the money. The lady in charge of the scholarship was furious and yelled at them too. She did not get anywhere with them either.
I have still applied to other scholarships, but there aren’t really any out there for sexologists in graduate school.
Sigh. But that's my story as to why I need your HELP! Every little bit counts guys. No donation is too small or too big.