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A Cloud and Landscape Study by Moonlight by Johan Christian Dahl

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Another weird thing about recovering from long term mental illness-

I feel like I’ve lost a part of myself. And not in the like ‘oh being depressed was my whole personality’ type thing, but I’ve realised how many of my wants, future aspirations (in those brief times I thought I might get one) and even humour, were fuelled by mental illness.

Don’t get me wrong, I still have incredibly dark humour, and of course I’m still the same person, in practice, but being how I was during some very important times of my life has really…idk, confused me about who I am? I’m not sure. ✨life is strange✨

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I don’t wanna regress I wanna be a kid again for real. Not the kid I was with the memories I made but some perfect universe kid that just got to live fun and stay young

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After the sun

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Nintendogs Dalmatian & Friends (2005)

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🕊️ Please Take a Moment to Read Nadin’s Story

My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.

I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.

My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.

I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.

This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.

If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.

I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.

Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.

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My life only goes one day at a time, and that’s okay!

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FAKE (repeated)

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Instruction 3: Step through to begin. / part 3 of a series [part 1] - [part 2] - [part 4]

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