Is it too late to say Happy Aliens Day?

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Is it too late to say Happy Aliens Day?

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First of all, happy national ranboo day. Second of all, yall saw our beloved sneaking around during the banquet right
And then has the audacity to go âoh yeah i didnt know it was today :Dâ on his stream.
And then ALSO has the audacity to spell out âi wonâ in his inventory.
I am salty
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am telling you, she is coming. đś
PLEASE READ & SHARE!!! #HelpAshleyMeetTaylor
@taylorswift My name is Nicole Hettenhausen. I am 22 years old, and I am from Illinois. I am reaching out in the hopes of helping to make my sisterâs dream come true. My older sister, Ashley (@ashhettenhausen13 ), is 26 years old, and she has lived with a chronic pain disease known as Reflex Sympathetic Dystrophy (RSD) or Complex Regional Pain Syndrome (CRPS) since she was 12 years old.
RSD is a chronic disease that is caused by any sort of trauma to bodily tissue. This rare disease causes the nerves in your body to misfire, sending constant pain signals to the brain. It has been described numerous times as feeling as if your body is on fire 24/7. The disease usually starts in one area, most commonly a limb, and ultimately spreads throughout the body to other limbs and vital organs. According to the McGill Pain Index, RSD is significantly more painful than fractures, amputations, non-terminal cancer, and childbirth. What is terrifying about this disease is that suicide rates are high for people who suffer from it.
When Ashley was 12, she was attending a tennis summer camp, and one day she sprained her ankle; that was all it took for the disease to appear. It started out in her ankle and eventually spread throughout the leg and foot, to the other leg and foot, to both of her arms, to her face, and, most recently, to her eyes. Since then she has also acquired other diseases in addition to RSD including: Rheumatoid Arthritis, Trigeminal Neuralgia, Mitral Valve Prolapse, Postural Orthostatic Tachycardia Syndrome, and Raynaudâs Syndrome.
Since Ashley was diagnosed with RSD, she desperately wanted to be a nurse so she could help relieve other peopleâs pain. She struggled with the pain throughout high school and had to drop out when she was one class short of getting her Associateâs degree before attending Goldfarb School of Nursing. Her pain escalated to the point that she could hardly put any weight on her feet. She had to give up her job and her dream of being a nurse because she couldnât stand for long periods of time. Ashley was put on disability and lives at home with my parents and me.
Because Ashley could no longer go out except for doctorâs appointments, her only friends outside of our family have become people she has met on Facebook groups for people who suffer from the same disease. They have been a much-needed blessing for Ashley and my family. We continuously worry about her depression since she does not leave the house except for appointments.
As a family, we do as much as we can to help distract Ashley from her constant, burning pain, but there is only so much we can do. There are many times when we feel helpless. What has immensely helped Ashley through the pain over the years has been Taylor Swift. She inspires Ashley to keep fighting through the pain. My sister has gone to every one of her concerts held in St. Louis, and her dream is to meet her idol and receive a hug from her. She wishes to tell Taylor her story and how much her music means to her. My parents, Ashley, and I have even taken to social media platforms to try to get her attention. We have made crazy videos telling Ashleyâs story and her wish, and while many people like, comment, and retweet, we have had no success in reaching her. We created #HelpAshleyMeetTaylor and use it on every video and post we make, but it seems to be of no avail.
I realize this is a very long shot, but all I want is for my sisterâs dream to come true. I love her so much, and I donât know what I would do without her. She is the strongest, kindest person I know and still manages to smile through the pain. She has such a generous, caring heart and always puts others before herself. I am so proud to have her as my sister, and I know that having the chance to meet Taylor in person would give her a lifetime of happiness.
- Nicole Hettenhausen
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Tiba-tiba ingat asbabunnuzul surah An-Nur ayat 4-26 , sebuah cerita yang benar-benar menjadi pengingat sekaligus menginspirasi , bahwa setiap makhluk haruslah saling ber-tabayyun sebelum menghardik, mencaci, memfitnah satu sama lain dan setiap makhluk haruslah berakhlak Mulia

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last night i had a horrible mental breakdown paired with one of the worst (if not the worst) anxiety attacks i have had in years. my dad laid in bed w me and we talked he asked what makes me depressed which is such a silly question bc i have clinical depression. my brain is just chemically imbalanced but my dad was tired & i think he meant what are my triggers. i told him it just happens but stress with school doesnt help at all & it amplifies it. he also asked a question that really confused/stumped me, he asked if how im feeling rn is worse or better than how i felt my senior year. i consider my senior year my worst episode but really idk. i was just really bad at dealing w my depression. i acted on my self destructive thoughts & sabotaged myself a lot more but idk that doesnt mean that i was worse mentally then, it just means that ive gotten better at dealing. i guess that realization is good but it makes me feel weird bc i feel like im slipping. like its good that ive gotten better at dealing but sometimes i feel like im reverting & its scary. i think right now is a turning point, i can either get better or a lot worse. i feel hopeless bc i feel like im always gonna be like this but having a supportive family is so nice, im so grateful. my dad laid with me until i fell asleep. & today he texted me & bought me snacks from trader joeâsÂ
*Waiting for Alien Day*
the last pose today was great I loved it I fucked up the leg but it was cool it was fun and it was wearing a plague doctor mask