Last year, I befriended a Catholic seminarian. We've gotten to be pretty decent friends. Seeing as he was staying in town for the summer and I wasn't, I entrusted him with caring for my plant.
He did a wonderful job, but as he was returning my plant to my custody, he explained "I watered her every other day, I gave her new dirt, moved her into the sunshine, prayed the rosary-"
"What?"
He looked at me, confused. "Isn't she a plant you pray with?"
"No," I said slowly. "She's a prayer plant. That's the... colloquial name of the plant."
Upon seeing his stricken face, I realized something went wrong. Turns out, this entire time, he's been including my plant in on his prayers and leaving her near icons.
Listen, totally cool. My plant becoming Catholic is a great deal for her not dying over the summer. But now I must navigate this interfaith household. Keep me in your thoughts.
Hey all! Normally when I post for Mona's community aid initiative, I post about the communities of refugees she is helping. But today I went to Instagram to update you all and saw that she hasn't posted since April, and we hadn't spoken since then either. She hadn't messaged me updates like she normally does. I was very afraid. It turned out she had broken her phone during a displacement, and she hasn't been able to replace it due to the high costs. Mobile phones are a scarce and expensive resource in Ghazzah but they are a lifeline for the families there. And for Mona it is not just a lifeline for her family but also for the refugee community she has dedicated the last few years of her life serving. She cannot connect with her usual network of volunteers or access funds without her phone (she had to contact me through her mother's phone). Despite helping displaced refugees, her and her family are also displaced refugees also living out of a tent, and she cannot currently afford a replacement. Please please please help her get a new one so she can continue doing the life-saving work she has been doing. Chuffed link to support Mona.
(past: cf1 cf2) dont ignore, leaving me to fend for myself in a dangerous & impossible situation. current goals: $40 July 20th. $871.82 & $41 July 24th. $70-$100 asap. INFO UNDER THE READ MORE. HELP ME IF YOU ARE ABLE.
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goals are for debt repymts/credit card repayments. the asap goal is for litter, toiletries & any other necessities needed (including taxes/fees & tip for delivery).
past crowdfunds which are linked above have info & proof if u need as well as my carrd lists bills i have to cover.
im drowning, i don't know how else to cry out. i have debt & bills to pay. cultists to keep off my back. a cat thats so low on litter its a health hazard. dont assume ill magically be ok, if i dont get help in time things will get worse. the more my situation is ignored, the more likely i will eventually die &/or become homeless.
i cant catch up long enough to be able to do much of anything and every fucking day where i live is an abuse rollercoaster. no one's hiring me. ive been isolated away from public resources. im being pushed into more debt the longer it takes to pay everything back.
selling my own belongings is taking forever as i cant ship shit and must rely on lowballing locals around me. my disabilities & my situation make it nigh impossible to focus or create in terms of art/commissions because im not a statue and everything is affecting me as every day things escalate to life or death.
all meanwhile i have to be extra careful to not expose too much of any type of information online or i endanger myself further as stalkers and harassers are determined to have my head on a pike for the crime of being stuck under severe abuse my whole life without proper means to escape.
i appreciate my current friends mutuals and everyone else for helping when they can but im stuck bc when i show my appreciation in my posts Everytime outsiders decide that means im good on everything forever now! which is not ever true, at least thus far! i still massively need help i just like saying thank you!
sorry this is so disjointed im in tears and so stressed writing this trying to prepare myself for the hell i have to go through today especially. im so tired of struggling and nothing seems to work on my end i want out so bad but this cult and debt have me stuck while others try to paint me as deserving of all this bc they find me cringe or bc they cant understand my type of situation so to them it Must be fake.
im slowly but surely dying here and im so tired of ignoring that Fact while i continue to waste away for the sake of others. the harsh truth of the matter is this road leads to death when i can't get help, a job, use any disability aids, have to walk to get anywhere in blistering heat, dont get to eat constantly, barely have any privacy, cant say anything considered as the wrong thing or step out of line in the slightest. so i apologize when i dont know what to fucking do from here!
and i havent even mentioned in this post yet how they keep me coked up either.
so please, please. anything helps but i can't keep going days and days with only or mostly notes to show on these posts.
and Again im sorry this is deliriously cobbled together in a rush. contemplating suicide all fucking morning hasnt left me in the best headspace either.
please help todays really the last day i can be properly online b4 this is due until Friday. this bill is very urgent (all my bills r rly), anything helps especially since im going to also be braving this insane heat for awhile too (which means heatwave supplies r a need so i dont. die!) ty so far.
My name is Hisham, a 26-year-old young man from Gaza. Like any young person, I dreamed of a simple job to achieve my goals and build my future step by step, but the war turned all our dreams into rubble. We were displaced many times, carrying our homes on our shoulders, leaving our memories under the debris.
My family now lives in a tent with no stable shelter, my sister Jana has no school, and I have no steady job. My brother Kamal carries the burden of the entire family, working every day to secure just enough food, while I search for any work, no matter how difficult or dangerous, just to survive.
My mother, the beautiful dream we once cherished, wished for a calm and happy life for us, but the war tore us apart and shattered our hopes. As for Jana, my innocent sister, she lost her school, her books, and even her sense of hope, yet she still writes her dreams on small pieces of paper, hiding them in her torn clothes so they won’t get lost like everything else.
We are not asking for the impossible, only what keeps us alive with dignity and gives us a chance to rebuild our lives. Every donation, no matter how small, means so much to us. Your support will give us hope to keep going and try again. 🙏❤️
Israeli banks are planning to end services to Palestinian banks in the West Bank. They are the only means by which Palestinians in the West Bank can receive and transfer money internationally, and they also provide the system through which many Palestinians are paid. This is a disaster in the making.
Israeli banks have informed their Palestinian counterparts that they intend to end critical banking services within weeks, Israeli and Pales
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