28F [L] I need kindness, compassion, and understanding. They say ask for help, but that's not available
It seems like the world is against me. My cries for help go unheard. I don’t understand how this is allowed to happen to me. I didn’t have a good life. I don’t have a life at all. Abused, forced to live under inhumane conditions. I just want freedom and dignity and to have my needs met. I live in fear. In an abusive environment in fight or flight. I can’t build a life of my own because I don’t have the means. I need help to get out of my situation. I have written and contacted multiple human rights organisations, the UNHCR, I have filed a complaint to the UN. But I never even received a reply. Even though I beg to be seen and heard and for a reply. I am not even acknowledged. Why do people pretend to care about other people and human rights. When they don’t. They treat me and my suffering as invisible, they pretend I don’t exist.
I don’t know if I can win. I know I deserve to. I can’t do it on my own. And there is no help.
My resources and what I can do are limited. Especially in this place and with everything I deal with. I am trying my best. I have been a victim of many injustices, and all the cards are stacked against me. Everything systemic and many other things as well working against me. It’s not a matter of “picking myself up from the bootstraps”. I am sorry if I am never able to live up to my potential, and build a good life for myself. An authentic life, that reflects me. A home.
If I am never able to have my needs met and find safety and security and able to live with dignity and have quality of life. I have been through so much pain and abuse and continue to face it daily. Just keeping on is hard. And I am doing what I can. I don’t want my story to be a tragedy. I want to overcome everything and have my happy ending.