Ratiba El-Shaer's family fundraiser has been verified at #449 on our vetted list.

Ratiba's family has been devastated by the loss of their home to bombing, the displacement, and the loss of her husband, the father of her four children. He was the main breadwinner, and his death has forced Ratiba into a difficult situation where she has to care for all their children on her own and with no means of income.

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It's the Royal Academy of Art Young Artist's Summer Show. One of my favourite exhibitions of the year. Like. Not only are the older kids insanely talented, the younger ones' artist statements will just punch you right in the face.

Jeffrey is my cat and he feels like my heart

she's recently eaten much of the food i bought or came with and has been emotionally abusive. she knows what chronically overstimulating an autistic person can do and still did it. this is all taking a rough toll on my body after leaving another nightmare situation, i'm overwhelmed and need resources for a safe exit. please help how you can.

i’d really like to get out of here and get back to being healthier. i’m constantly overstimulated and feeling drained/on edge. i’m barely eating and feeling weaker for it.

the goal to move is $3800 right now.

My dogwood bloomed in the spring, plump and gorgeous. "This dogwood has been on the property for more than a hundred years, Magos. It didn't need you to bloom again," Joseph said. By then, it didn't much matter that the dogwood had lived.

Our son died before the dogwood pushed out its first flower, a bloom so simple with four white petals and a burst of yellow-green in the center - a beginner's flower. I believed that flower was my son reincarnated. One believes the stupidest things in grief. I spoke to the flower and called it my son. And then I laughed because how ridiculous - how cruel, really - it would have been if my son was reincarnated as something so ephemeral, frail, and beautiful. I killed that first bloom with one swoop of my hand. Dead again, my son could become something else: the shell of a tortoise, strong and ancient; or a hideous fanged creature deep in the sea where he'd see wonders even he could've never imagined.

Bibhu Padhi

she's recently eaten much of the food i bought or came with and has been emotionally abusive. she knows what chronically overstimulating an autistic person can do and still did it. this is all taking a rough toll on my body after leaving another nightmare situation, i'm overwhelmed and need resources for a safe exit. please help how you can.

i’d really like to get out of here and get back to being healthier. i’m constantly overstimulated and feeling drained/on edge. i’m barely eating and feeling weaker for it.

the goal to move is $3800 right now.

she's recently eaten much of the food i bought or came with and has been emotionally abusive. she knows what chronically overstimulating an autistic person can do and still did it. this is all taking a rough toll on my body after leaving another nightmare situation, i'm overwhelmed and need resources for a safe exit. please help how you can.

i’d really like to get out of here and get back to being healthier. i’m constantly overstimulated and feeling drained/on edge. i’m barely eating and feeling weaker for it.

the goal to move is $3800 right now.

i’m a disabled queer person and i still don’t have a place to sleep. the wildfires have put me in a zone where i shouldn’t even be outside, let alone all the time, never mind the 100 degree heat.

i’ve lost an insane amount of weight bc i am not eating, none of my clothes even fit anymore.

i’m working and applying to every job i can while having zero transportation, and only two have been successful, and even then i’m not scheduled enough hours to make enough to survive.

i do not know what to do. i have no one, nothing, and nowhere to go. i am quickly losing hope, i don’t know how much longer i can survive this.

i know times are hard for everyone right now. but i don’t know what to do.

anything at all helps, even a reblog. thank you in advance 💗