u/Bruh2524

Cause FR I was *born* here, I was *raised* here i have never in my entire damn life even considered living, or working or visiting Israel ever in my entire Cypriot life and for some focking reason these are the *only* people I work with.

Looking for a place to Rent? Israeli agents.

Looking for a place to work? Almost exclusively Israeli customers.

Moving jobs to escape the Israeli customers in a Cypriot Family Business? Hidden Israeli shareholders, majority of clients are Israeli.

I work in Cyprus and I do not speak my language. I do not hear my language. I am lucky to hear people speaking English cause for some fucking reason everything I do to gain the right to my own basic survival in this sold out island that I had the misfortune of being born in, somehow is in Herbrew. Not in Greek. Not in Englihs. HERBREW. The official language of employmebt in Cyprus is Herbew. It ends up feeling like Im working for an Israeli colony.

Is there ANY place of employment that pays CYPRIOTS enough to survive with that isnt exclusively, secretly an Israeli Operation???????

Is there ANY place of employment where Cypriots speak OUR language that pays a decent living (enough to afford rent and life) or are ALL Cypriot employers only paying minimum wage?

Honestly: How do you move on??

You were attacked for reasons beyond your power. You did nothing wrong, just at the wrong place at the wrong time. Were attacked because they thought you were someone else.

You attacker gets, what? 20? 10? Years in jail. And then they get to move on with their pathetic lives.

You?

Your face is ruined. Your body is ruined. You lost any sense of taste or smell. You cannot enjoy food, you cannot enjoy anything! You cant get a job because people creep up when they look at you. No one will ever love you. No one will ever physically desire you. You are doomed to be alone and no one outside your immidiate family circle will ever want to approach you.

You get to travel? But you have to do it *alone*. And if you dont enjoy your own company, good luck spending your entire life in absoloute misery in *everything* you do.

HOW do you move on? What could possibly be worth living for?