I'm not a refugee.

Dehumanisation through propaganda breeds hate crime

I am not a refugee.
I do not know the feeling of displacement through force, hatred or lack of choice.
I do not know the feeling of starvation, injury, anguish, despair, psychological warfare, worldwide gaslighting, oppression, the true extent of racism, ethnic cleansing, genocide, bombing, shooting, immense hatred, distrust, dehumanisation.
All I do know is how to be human and how to think of all the challenges that come with being human without these additional horrendous extras.
Without the worry of when my (alive) family and I will eat next.
When we will be able to have a sip of clean water.
Whether we will be killed and buried under rubble first or die of starvation and thirst.
Where we will be able to create our home - if we get to live that long.
Maybe the trauma is too significant that we can't even think of that level of safety right now.
Our brains aren't in the state to imagine what our lives used to be like and the peace that still was able to exist in our occupied and ruled country.
I look out everyday thinking today will be the day when people see what's happening. But now maybe I am learning that it perhaps isn't the seeing that's the issue.
It's the indifference, the dismissively, the absence of care and love.
Maybe it's the ultimate lesson in realigning values and people.
My gallery is horrendous. I don't want to keep seeing this as much as the next person.
I have shared more than I ever thought I would have to.
I feel like I'm suffocating because I know there are people out there, and I know there are some that are taking note.
I feel like that's where the ripples end.
It feels like screaming into an empty wasteland where it's easier yo just close your ears and close your eyes.
We can't change the narrative or challenge the status quo if it ends with you. If we don't start to use our voices for geno.cide. What's the point? It may have been complicated. It's not anymore.
When there are so many hashtags for a little girl that kills herself because she's bullied, why are we silent now when this bullying in action. This is MASS bullying, resulting from baseless assumptions. Perpetuation of horrendous propaganda. We are letting bullies everywhere know that they CAN keep bullying people and people will stay complicit.
I know it's farther away from home for lots of us. And maybe that's the reason. But we all have shared humanity. We all are human. Our blood is red. Our bones are made of the same substances.
I wrote all this last night in the dark with a pen on paper cause my husband was putting my babies to sleep in the safety of our house. In warmth and comfort.
I wonder how many people wrote their final words on pieces of paper like this. I wonder how many of these words were obliterated into tiny pieces for nobody to see.
I'm angry.