I got my degree, I finally got my degree in biochemistry and to get personal for a moment I am in disbelief. I look back at all the hard work I have done, the pain Iāve had to endure, the independence that was suddenly sprung onto me at the age of 18. I pulled myself away from a home situation that was damaging to me physically and mentally and even when I was broke, borderline homeless, I would do it again in a heartbeat. If there is someone out here reading this, wondering if itās smart to escape, if they can, I am standing here to tell you that you can. I sobbed when I graduated, I couldnāt stop because I really thought I would die in that house, in that situation I felt like I was trapped in. But I didnāt.
You are seen, you are heard, and you are enough. ā¤ļø
there will be very obvious inspo to my fics now. i wish i was joking when i said i found hange zoe in real life and funny enough met her in a lab, even funnier we kissed. #lovinglife
You are such a doll, Sunflower is my pride and joy Iām so happy to hear someone enjoys reading it just as much as I do writing it. I am almost done with the next chapter, I do take awhile since I am currently working in a lab and in school. It should be posted in the next couple weeks! Thank you so much for your support and just know you mean a ton to me ā¤ļø
I am Inas, a mother of two young children: Muhammad, 7 years old, and Hala, 5 years old. They should have been living their childhood like all childrenāsafe and warm in the embrace of their father. But the war has stolen that dream from usššš
Six months ago, my husband Anas, a kind-hearted man who endured a life of poverty, was killed by a random shell while on his way to work as a taxi driver. Since that tragic day, Iāve been left to carry the unbearable weight of life alone.
I held a diploma in international secretarial studies and was about to start a job to help support my family. But the war shattered not only our home but also my hopes and dreams. Weāve been displaced six times and now live in a tent that offers no shelter from the bitter cold or the ever-looming fear.
My young children face relentless hunger that weakens their fragile bodies and a cold that knows no mercy for their small hearts. Each day, their cries for warmth and food grow louder, and each day, I feel more helpless to provide them with even the basics of lifeššš
I appeal to your humanity, to your compassion. We need your help to survive, to find a safe shelter, and to feed my children. Your generosity could be the reason Muhammad and Hala continue to live and find hope amidst this darknessš„¹
Please, help me keep the light of these innocent children from being extinguished by this cruel world
Donation Link
My name is Gabe. I am from Portland, OR and I am raising funds on behalf of Enas Shukry Iā¦ Gabriel G needs your support for Help Enas and he
hi! i love your fanfics so much! i just wanted to ask how exactly you get out writers block (iām trying to write my own fic) and how exactly you make time to even write!! ^^; also what is your inspo for writing i feel like your updates are always well thought out!
if this is too much to ask dont worry about replying! ^-^
thank you so much for your support! you arenāt asking me too much so donāt even stress about that part!
writers block is my main enemy when it comes to my writing, i try my best to make playlists that help me get in the mood. i hardly have time to write but since it is my sort of escape from my work/school i make time!
my inspiration for sunflower comes from my own work, i am a biochemistry student who works in a couple labs and my experience in that leaks into sunflower. my inspiration for sexual healing was inspired by ynsbrightorbsās beautiful book i thought it was genius to make the groups into a band! the story however was more I made it up along the way and used some old jazz songs as an idea for the environment.
if you do make a fic pls feel free to send it to me, iād love to support and read it ā¤ļø :)!
