
Eloise Trosper
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Eloise Trosper
@1961Et
Love my fur babies, music #RedWings #BLM #FBR #FBPE Twin to @datsyuklover #СлаваУкраїні 🇺🇦🎶Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down🎶 #TearsForFears










I am calmer today... As if something in the passing of days has lessened the intensity of my impulsiveness... And taught me that patience is not weakness, but salvation There is now a wider space for silence within me Less noise than before... And a greater awareness of what deserves to be said... And what should be left to pass without a response... I no longer chase after every feeling... Nor do I exhaust myself in every detail... Something in the experiences took away my haste... And left me with a deeper understanding that some battles are not won by impulsiveness... But by quiet withdrawal And by a heart that has learned to choose its peace first When a person experiences excessive stress, their personality changes. And their psyche without them realizing My dear friends, on Friday there was heavy shelling and we thought the war had returned, but things calmed down the next day and it turned out to be a violation of the ceasefire agreement... My dear friends, the ceasefire is extremely fragile. As I told you before, the war could return at any time... Things are extremely tight and the level of donations has declined significantly.. I need your support to stockpile as much as possible in anticipation of the coming days... Dark days await us... If the war returns, they will prevent food from reaching us... And let's not forget that the cats that survived with me now need food and veterinary care... Please stand with me, my friends.. paypal.me/animalrescue703 Your support during the war on Gaza is what has kept me and the cats alive until now. I am grateful to you all for your support.




How I wish I could leave my thoughts as easily as I leave a place where I feel uncomfortable... But thoughts have no doors, they don't acknowledge the right to escape. They besiege me in my quietest moments and reopen wounds I thought had closed. I carry my head like a room overflowing with noise, every thought dragging another, every memory grabbing my hand and saying: We're not finished yet. I'm tired of thinking, of replaying scenes, of judging myself for things that are gone and no longer have the right to remain. Sometimes I long for simple rest, for a calm mind that doesn't search for fire in the ashes, for sleep not preceded by a long battle with memory. But I always wake up with the same heaviness, with the same unanswerable questions, and with the same impossible desire: to step out of my head for a little while, to breathe away from my thoughts, even just once... without pain... I can't imagine how war could ever return... Will we go back to suffering again? War is a horrible, vile thing, my friends... War is the art of turning a human being from a dreamer into a forgotten corpse.. It's frightening when your intuition is never wrong, depriving you of the simple blessing of peace, and knowledge becomes a burden with no solace. You see the end while it's still in its beginnings, and sense the disappointment before it's spoken. So you live the pain in advance... then relive it again when it happens, as if you're condemned for your honesty.. My dear friends, with the negotiations stalled and Israel refusing to withdraw from Gaza—they currently control more than 60% of Gaza —and with Hamas refusing to surrender its weapons, all indications point to a renewed war in Gaza. The situation is extremely tense and very difficult.. I hope I'm wrong, but I wouldn't be surprised at all if war broke out again at any moment.. My dear friends, as is our custom with the army, if war resumes, they will prevent food from reaching us and cause a deadly famine against us. We have already experienced famine twice, once in 2024 and again in 2025.. And I still care for and fight for the cats that survived with me.. I must be prepared for any eventuality, my friends... just like what happened during the second famine. I anticipated it early on and managed to store a good amount of food for myself and the cats, and we got through it, even though the supplies ran out towards the end of the famine... but we survived for 5 out of 6 months... My dear friends, prices are reasonable now, and we can store them. If war breaks out, prices will become ridiculous... Please support me in buying as much cat food as possible... paypal.me/animalrescue703 I appreciate your support and I am grateful to all of you, my friends. I confess that without your support during the war, my fate would have been different. I owe you my life.

















