#hlep.

[ubercharge]

i can’t stop fucking laughing

[pocketramblr]

Good luck escaping the brainrot! (You will fail, though.)

I can escape! I can take the ribbon out of my hair at any time! I can stop thinking about how mad AfO would go at realizing that Yoichi was being taken away from him before they were even born, about how he'd do anything to keep his brother in the Vale, about how enraged he'd be that the Prophecy of Light that took his mother and his twin from him, that Yoichi was literally shaped to better serve another family in another land, when they should have been the same by nature, I can stop... Thinking about it... Whenever I want....

[a-dotrivenitupontop]

why is this energy drink making me SLEEPY what the FUCK

[hazemsuhail]

Emergency: Help my family survive and start a new life

Hello everyone, I hope you take a minute to read our story.

I’m Hazem Shawish, trying to save my family from the war

We’re a family of 8 members, me, my mother, and I have 4 brothers and two sisters. And their kids

Islam (30) years old ( @eslamsuhail )

Samer (29)

Hashem (31)

Mohammad (35)

Nisreen (37) ( @nisreensuhail )

Noor (36).

Kids:

Amal (12)

Kenzy (17) ( @kenzish )

Zoheer (19)

TikTok video link

In the shadow of conflict, our family has faced unimaginable hardships. The passing of my father, a victim to the cruel grasp of hunger and inadequate healthcare, left a void in our lives, underscoring the fragility of our existence here. My brother, Samer, battles bipolar disorder, a condition exacerbated by the ongoing war and the severe shortage of essential medications. Without access to the necessary treatment, his life is at risk, and we live in constant fear for his well-being amidst the chaos that surrounds us. These personal tragedies have deepened the urgency of our situation.

My brother Samer

Every day is a struggle for survival, and each night is filled with prayers for a brighter tomorrow. Yet, amidst the darkness, we hold onto hope, seeking solace in the belief that one day, the clouds of war will dissipate, and we will find the peace and stability we so desperately crave. Until then, we endure, clinging to the threads of our resilience, and nurturing dreams of a safer, healthier future for us all.

Our home, once a sanctuary of love and warmth, was destroyed, displacing us into a life of uncertainty and fear. The laughter of my children and my sister's daughters, once the music of our home, is now silenced by the echoes of conflict. They deserve a future where education and happiness are not just dreams but realities.

Our entire neighborhood In Gaza Before and after

we had a supermarket that helped as to live and earn money, but it was bombed and we have nothing now, pic of our supermarket

But our challenges are not just physical; they are emotional and psychological. The loss of my father and the imminent threat to my brother's life weigh heavily on us. My mother, who has endured so much, faces the unimaginable fear of losing another child. For her, for my brother, for my children, and for the future of our family, we seek a new beginning.

We dream of a place far from the sounds of war we want to be safe with my family we dream to move to Egypt to save ourselves

This journey is more than a physical relocation; it is a quest for dignity, for normalcy, for the very essence of what makes life worth living. We seek to restore what conflict has stripped from us: our home, our health, and our hope.

We turn to you, not just as donors, but as fellow humans who understand the power of compassion and community. Your support, in any form, is a beacon of hope in our darkest times. It represents solidarity and a shared belief in the sanctity of life and the right to a safe and peaceful existence.

Our dream is simple yet seems a world away:

to escape to Egypt .

for children to pursue education and a life unshaded by conflict, and for us to honor my father's memory in a land of peace.

However, this dream bears a significant cost, one that is beyond our reach. For each of us to make this journey, to cross borders towards a life of safety and dignity, we estimate the need for at least $5,000 per person. This sum covers the complex tapestry of legal, travel, and initial resettlement expenses.

All of our important links are here

Thank you for hearing our story, for your empathy, and for considering standing with us as we embark on this journey to a new life.🇵🇸🍉❤️‍🩹🙏

With heartfelt gratitude,

Hazem Shawish

vetted by :

@dlxxv-vetted-donations (vetted)

@a-shade-of-blue

@gazavetters , my number verified on the list is (#75)

[someone-else-entirely]

must not develop fixation on Gary Numan

yes he's touring now but I already have a concert lined up for March and he isn't even coming to my city

nearest city he's coming to is like an hour drive away from me and I don't even have a car

must not get fixated

must NOT

[giantkillerjack]

Today my therapist introduced me to a concept surrounding disability that she called "hLep".

Which is when you - in this case, you are a disabled person - ask someone for help ("I can't drink almond milk so can you get me some whole milk?", or "Please call Donna and ask her to pick up the car for me."), and they say yes, and then they do something that is not what you asked for but is what they think you should have asked for ("I know you said you wanted whole, but I got you skim milk because it's better for you!", "I didn't want to ruin Donna's day by asking her that, so I spent your money on an expensive towing service!") And then if you get annoyed at them for ignoring what you actually asked for - and often it has already happened repeatedly - they get angry because they "were just helping you! You should be grateful!!"

And my therapist pointed out that this is not "help", it's "hLep".

Sure, it looks like help; it kind of sounds like help too; and if it was adjusted just a little bit, it could be help. But it's not help. It's hLep.

At its best, it is patronizing and makes a person feel unvalued and un-listened-to. Always, it reinforces the false idea that disabled people can't be trusted with our own care. And at its worst, it results in disabled people losing our freedom and control over our lives, and also being unable to actually access what we need to survive.

So please, when a disabled person asks you for help on something, don't be a hLeper, be a helper! In other words: they know better than you what they need, and the best way you can honor the trust they've put in you is to believe that!

Also, I want to be very clear that the "getting angry at a disabled person's attempts to point out harmful behavior" part of this makes the whole thing WAY worse. Like it'd be one thing if my roommate bought me some passive-aggressive skim milk, but then they heard what I had to say, and they apologized and did better in the future - our relationship could bounce back from that. But it is very much another thing to have a crying shouting match with someone who is furious at you for saying something they did was ableist. Like, Christ, Jessica, remind me to never ask for your support ever again! You make me feel like if I asked you to call 911, you'd order a pizza because you know I'll feel better once I eat something!!

Edit: crediting my therapist by name with her permission - this term was coined by Nahime Aguirre Mtanous!

Edit again: I made an optional follow-up to this post after seeing the responses. Might help somebody. CW for me frankly talking about how dangerous hLep really is.

[primonizuto]

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[eatingmarkerz]

artblock hit me like a truck erm so idk if il finish this teehhe

[withliight]

[ 𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇 ] My muse tries to make yours laugh when they are sad

𝐍𝐎𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍

𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 & 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 🇹​🇴​ 🇨​🇱​🇦​🇷​🇮​🇫​🇾​﹕ 🇹​🇭​🇪​ 🇲​🇺​🇸​🇪​ 🇼​🇭​🇴​ 🇸​🇪​🇳​🇩​🇸​ 🇹​🇭​🇪​ 🇲​🇪​🇲​🇪​﹐ 🇮​🇸​ 🇹​🇭​🇪​ 🇴​🇳​🇪​ 🇦​🇨​🇹​🇮​🇳​🇬​. 🇹​🇭​🇪​ 🇴​🇳​🇪​ 🇷​🇪​🇨​🇪​🇮​🇻​🇮​🇳​🇬​ 🇹​🇭​🇪​ 🇲​🇪​🇲​🇪​﹐ 🇮​🇸​ 🇹​🇭​🇪​ 🇴​🇳​🇪​ 🇼​🇭​🇴​ 🇭​🇦​🇸​ 🇹​🇴​ 🇷​🇪​🇦​🇨​🇹​

          “you know, this thing you do, isn’t going to work every time?” she said with a breath of a laugh before she nudged him with her knee. “i know what you’re trying to do and i do appreciate it, sometimes, SOMETIMES, i just want to be a little bit sad.”

[anthyies]

[bugflies00]

the wisdom of 16 year old tommyinnit is one of a kind

[dakotameh]

It´s my drawing and I decide how many versions of the same drawing I do 🗣️🗣️🗣️

[aenslem]

Computer, initiate the self-destruct sequence. STAR TREK: VOYAGER (1995–2001) ⤷ Dreadnought

[skitkattl]

happy (late) pla anniversary and happy two years to my favorite shiny balding scalp ever

[hazemsuhail]

Urgent Appeal from the Heart of Suffering: We Need Your Support to Restore Our Lives 🍉🇵🇸🙏🤍

We are living in conditions that can only be described as tragic. Every passing day brings with it more challenges that weigh heavily on our lives. We don't know how we'll make it through the next day, and we see no way out of this suffering. Feelings of despair and exhaustion dominate our lives, where the pain is not just physical but also burdens our weary souls.

The shortage of gas and water is not just a lack of resources; it’s a daily crisis that turns every simple task into a tough battle. Imagine spending hours of hard work in front of a barely lit fire just to prepare a meal for your children. Imagine the constant worry of finding clean water, a reminder every moment of the comfort and dignity you’ve lost.

The worsening economic situation makes things even harder, as we struggle daily just to survive. Everything is out of reach: food, water, electricity, and even the sense of safety. The humanitarian aid that once sustained us is now scarce or nonexistent, making survival itself a real challenge.

We are asking you now not to forget us. Your support could be the ray of hope that brings back a part of our lost lives. We know the challenges we face may seem distant to you, but every donation, every share, and every word of support helps lighten some of the burdens we bear.

Today, we need you more than ever.

Thank you for your compassionate support during these unimaginable times; your help brings hope and relief to our daily struggles.

Members of my family are participating with me:

" @nisreensuhail @kenzish @eslamsuhail "

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@dlxxv-vetted-donations @a-shade-of-blue

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[someone-else-entirely]

I FINISHED MY FIRST EVER WALK CYCLE GO MEEEEEE

(Heavily referenced from the walk cycle for Trilby from the game Trilby's Notes! Lord knows I could not have come up with this on my own.)