I like doing stuff but I loooove not doing stuff. in fact sometimes the only reason I will do stuff is so that when I get to not do stuff it feels 10X better in comparison
this is exactly how it feels and every night i just panic while rising the next morning to re ground and try to conceptualize it all. it makes all the sense and no sense. nothing feels right
I have just heard the voice of my mum for the first time in two days. She started crying when she heard my voice. She told me “I swear when they cut all connections and I couldn’t talk to you or Feras (my brother) it was worse than cutting off water. I was suffocating, thank god I can hear your voices again.” She was coughing a lot and couldn’t speak much. Soon I learned that she has a bad chest infection from all the pollution there is after the bombs and because people are using cooking oil instead of fuel to operate the cars. She is very sick and her immunity is super weak due to lack of food and water. I can’t even to begin imagining how children in hospitals are feeling with severe injuries and no medical help. I am thinking about all those who are in pain right now and not getting treatment. What my mother is going through is nothing compared to the suffering of those with who are getting amputated without anaesthesia. I can’t even begin to imagine the level of pain they’re in…