Be the one who reaches in and says,
“I see you. I won’t let you fall. You matter.”

We all need someone like that.
I need someone like that.

Right now.

Not later.
Not after.
Now.

Even a small act—sharing a post, leaving a kind comment, checking in—
can be everything to someone in pain.

Don’t be the person who knew and did nothing.
Be someone.

I’m trying to rebuild.

I’ve been trying to raise money for a new computer—
something that helps me cope and create—
but I’m still here with no commissions, no support, no shares, no reach.
I feel invisible.
Like my words don’t matter.

So I’m asking—please:
Be the one who makes a difference.

lowest and no one reaches into the darkness to say:
“I’ve got you. I won’t let you go.”
…it’s easy to believe the world would go on just fine without you.

The scars don’t fade.
The pain doesn’t magically end just because I survived.
I’m still struggling. Every. Single. Day.

I’m trying to hold on.

Just silence.

Despite all the people who call me “friend,”
I was utterly, crushingly alone.

And you know what?
No one saw the pain, because no one was really looking.

I’ve attempted to end my life three times now.
And I’m still here.

But I can’t lie—I wonder why.
Because when you’re at your

something.
Reach out. Call. Message. Like. Share. Show up.

I am not some broken, unwanted thing in this universe.
I’m a person who was overwhelmed.
Who hurt so deeply and so silently that I couldn’t see any way forward.
And when I reached that point, no one was there.
No calls.
No texts.

it and the equipment to recover my files from the old one. Please donate and help me out. Ko-fi.com/sinbadalexandros Thank you.

emergency room for help. The point is it is not the answer. I am still facing the same problems, and on the same footing, but hoping to be it This time. So I am asking for help again. I need to get my coping mechanism back. I am begging for help to replace my laptop. I only need $1600 for….

I went into a deep dark depression, and thought of nothing but escape. I thought suicide was the answer at first but then called for help at the last minute. I don’t recommend it for anyone. Call for help if you need it, there are hotlines for it like the one that I used or go to the nearest….

Alzheimer’s about a month ago which made me feel frustrated and alone. Then I started having trouble at home and the final stroke was losing my laptop for writing which was my outlet for my emotions. All of this so close together was just too much on top of everything else I was already facing….

Yes, I’m working on my second and third books, having just lost my laptop a week ago is slowing things to a halt pretty quick.

and I want to teach this to others. I also want to help those with mental illness to be better understood by taking you with me on my own journey of self-discovery. Thank you for your time.

Ko-fi.com/sinbadalexandros

Then I can continue my many projects to help others with mental illness and anyone wanting to learn to ‘Bridge the Gaps’ between themselves and others through poetry and prose. You see, I know “Poetry is Understanding; Understanding is Connection; Connection is Life”….

I know it sounds bad to ask for donations for such a thing, but I have to do it. I am on disability due to my illnesses and unable to afford the cost of a new one on my own. Please, anything you can give to help will allow me to get a new one.