This is my bed for the night. An abandoned building, concrete, and a sheet of plastic for a blanket. Goodnight—I hope I don't wake up. Miracles don't happen in my life; I doubt I'll ever find the 4 SOL needed to change it.
$Sol #dream #
I am sending my Solana address only in the hope that my life holds more value to the Solana Twitter community than it does to my family.
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$SOL
I tried talking to my parents—and do you know what I heard? "Those are your problems." Back when my money was used to pay off my older brother's loan, those were *family* problems. But now, there’s the family—and then there’s me, separate from them.
I spent my last money on heart medication—enough to end this life. Honestly, I’m scared, but I don’t see any other way. There simply are no options left.
My entire journey has been steeped in nothing but pain and a lack of hope; I simply don't understand how to get out of this or how to find a way to build a life. I’ve looked for it in real life, and I’ve looked for it here—on Twitter, in the So community—but it just isn't there.
As it turned out, I was only needed by others when I could help them myself; but when I needed help, I simply became of no use to anyone. A kind, naive piece of dead weight.
I know the Solana community doesn't care about me, but I'm just doing this for my own peace of mind—to know I tried every
$SOL #option. #nsfwtwtًً#Crypto
There will be no tearful pleas for help here—simply the hope of returning to life.
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There will be no tearful pleas for help here—simply the hope of returning to life.
Мой адрес в сети Solana для получения:
iKLBP7TshHqwRT6iJmCtibf8bNFhksFNFdVnar75W8Q
I just found myself in a situation where I’d spent my whole life helping everyone, but when I needed help myself, I simply vanished from their lives. And now the question is: was it worth it? Especially when I don't even want to live anymore.
I don't know how I'm still alive. It's 8 degrees outside and raining; I'm lying in an abandoned building, covered with old sacks. I need to earn enough for a ticket somehow and head off to a rotational job—they provide housing there.
To the person who sent $5 in USDT (TRX): I don’t know who you are, and I don’t even know how to thank you properly. But whoever you are, thank you so much. I went to church to pray, and I prayed for your success in life and for your health. You gave me hope today.