Bending the Bars Thunderclap Campaign

Bending the Bars

 

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Book Title: Bending the Bars
Genre: Abuse Survival
Age: Adult

Anne’s story need never be documented.
If existing law had protected Anne, and Ruby’s children, Ruby’s Law would never have been written.
Jo and Lennie begin a 20 year trek to find and rescue Anne from her abusive husband.
They rescue hundreds of other women, children, and the occasional man.
Often, the survivors have known no other life.
They have been conditioned to believe abuse is normal.
The search for Anne continues. Their hope begins to fade.
Bodies burn out.
More stations open.
More people try to escape. Stuck in the legal limbo land, where they are safe from abusers, while surrounded by other survivors, with little hope of full recovery. Few make it out to live beyond the bars that Ruby’s Law has given to protect them. It simply isn’t safe. Abusers wait out there. Often barely beyond the fence.
Can the New Underground Railroad Project stay on track to train abuse survivors to live abuse-free on their own?
Or will they remain behind the legal bars that protect them from their abusers?

Other notes:

Bending the Bars is a journey though recognition of abusers, and survivors in the United States. It recognizes how the laws protect the abusers at the expense of the abused. It also conveys reasons why so many stay when they are abused. They often feel there is no escape. Often, there isn’t. If they have children, they have to leave without them, potentially condemning their children to worse than if they stay. Legally. It shouldn’t be that way. Ruby’s Law is a weak start to grant safety to survivors, and a place to bend the bars of abuse, without breaking the survivors.

Author’s Note:
Book Title: Bending the Bars
Genre: Abuse Survival
Age: Adult
Rating: PG 16
Profanity: None
Romance: In passing.
Sex: Mentioned.
Violence: Some. Car chases, shootings, survivors of abuse

POV Characters: Jo Forester, Lennie Darendale
Length: 80,000 words

#Abusesurvival, #dysfunctionalfamilies, #religiousabuse, #abusesurvivorlaw, #abusesurvivorrecovery, #codependency, #selfesteem, #BodyLanguage& #NonverbalCommunication, #PTSD, #crime, #legalsystem, #domesticviolence #thunderclap

The Stork Mis-Delivered – Twice – Abuse Survivor

Stork

 

Mistie Jolin dreams of a future like the ones she has read about in books. Her past won’t get her there. Only escape will.
College goes downhill when she realizes health care isn’t available to students with real medical needs.
The army is her last hope. Once there, she is pulled back into a past better buried, to uncover secrets she never dreamed existed.
Secrets that will haunt her, and hundreds more till they die. Mistie must face her fears, the past, and those she has come to trust. Her hope is that they will allow her to recover, and become a real person, rather than the shadow that creeps on the wall and follows her every move.

The Stork Mis-Delivered – Twice is a tale that could have happened. Many aspects have happened to many young girls, women, and even men. This is a violent tale. One that looks at the generational damage caused by abuse, neglect, and pain. There is no easy answer as to why survivors do not escape. Most have been conditioned since childhood to believe the abuse is normal. Or, they hope by bearing the abuse themselves, it prevents others from being abused. Often, survivors have nowhere safe to go. Or financial resources to reach a safe place. Laws bind children to their abuser. If they do escape, abusers follow, and bring them back into the endless cycle.
While any of these events could have occurred, this tale is not based on any real life, or combination of lives.

Rating: R.
Profanity: Obvious, unprinted.
Romance: None.
Sex: Off the page. Acknowledged. Violent acts acknowledged as well.
Violence: Alluded to. Court case that covers child sex abuse victims.
Originally written: 2010.

POV Characters: Mistie Jolin
Length: 80,000 words

Amazon (ASIN: B06WVBZVQB) https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06WVBZVQB

Amazon Print: https://www.amazon.com/Stork-Mis-Delivered-Twice-April-Brown/dp/1974309622 and https://www.amazon.com/Stork-Mis-Delivered-Twice-April-Brown/dp/1974309614/

Apple I books (1270998922) http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1270998922

Barnes Noble Nook https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-stork-mis-delivered-twice-april-d-brown/1125887511

Bookshare https://www.bookshare.org/browse/book/1489630

Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/34305975-the-stork-mis-delivered—twice

Kobo (1230001546507 ) https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/the-stork-mis-delivered-twice

Smashwords (co-publishes at): (9781370698851) https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/704039

Soon to be available on Google Play!

#Abusesurvival, #dysfunctionalfamilies, #religiousabuse, #abusesurvivorlaw, #abusesurvivorrecovery, #co-dependency, #self-esteem, #BodyLanguage&NonverbalCommunication, #PTSD, #crime, #legalsystem, #domesticviolence

Bending the Bars – Abuse Survival

Bending the Bars

 

Book Title: Bending the Bars
Genre: Abuse Survival
Age: Adult

Anne’s story need never be documented.
If existing law had protected Anne, and Ruby’s children, Ruby’s Law would never have been written.
Jo and Lennie begin a 20 year trek to find and rescue Anne from her abusive husband.
They rescue hundreds of other women, children, and the occasional man.
Often, the survivors have known no other life.
They have been conditioned to believe abuse is normal.
The search for Anne continues. Their hope begins to fade.
Bodies burn out.
More stations open.
More people try to escape. Stuck in the legal limbo land, where they are safe from abusers, while surrounded by other survivors, with little hope of full recovery. Few make it out to live beyond the bars that Ruby’s Law has given to protect them. It simply isn’t safe. Abusers wait out there. Often barely beyond the fence.
Can the New Underground Railroad Project stay on track to train abuse survivors to live abuse-free on their own?
Or will they remain behind the legal bars that protect them from their abusers?

Other notes:

Bending the Bars is a journey though recognition of abusers, and survivors in the United States. It recognizes how the laws protect the abusers at the expense of the abused. It also conveys reasons why so many stay when they are abused. They often feel there is no escape. Often, there isn’t. If they have children, they have to leave without them, potentially condemning their children to worse than if they stay. Legally. It shouldn’t be that way. Ruby’s Law is a weak start to grant safety to survivors, and a place to bend the bars of abuse, without breaking the survivors.

Author’s Note:
Book Title: Bending the Bars
Genre: Abuse Survival
Age: Adult
Rating: PG 16
Profanity: None
Romance: In passing.
Sex: Mentioned.
Violence: Some. Car chases, shootings, survivors of abuse

POV Characters: Jo Forester, Lennie Darendale
Length: 80,000 words

Apple I books http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1270997398

Barnes Noble Nook https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/bending-the-bars-april-d-brown/1125892483

Bookshare https://www.bookshare.org/browse/book/1489631

Kobo (1230001546293 ) https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/bending-the-bars-1

Goodreads https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/34304993-bending-the-bars

Soon to be on Google Play!

#Abusesurvival, #dysfunctionalfamilies, #religiousabuse, #abusesurvivorlaw, #abusesurvivorrecovery, #co-dependency, #self-esteem, #BodyLanguage&NonverbalCommunication, #PTSD, #crime, #legalsystem, #domesticviolence

Human Rights – Right to Community

This list of human rights is the one that should be simplest.  Those rights you want for yourself, you should also want for your neighbor.  However, these seem to be the most contentious.  People want these rights for themselves, and yet they want to dictate to others what they can, or cannot do.  While you may be able to request that a person not do (or say) certain things within your home, or business, it hurts everyone to do so.  There may be certain reasons, such as PTSD, that may okay caution in some rare cases.

Freedom to:
Own property
Religion
Express thoughts and ideas
Privacy of home and correspondence
Economic security
A job, a fair wage, and a trade union
Travel
Marriage and Family (including adoption)
Education
Create Intellectual Property
Community Responsibility

Every person should have the freedom to own property.  For some reason, our society counts success as owning objects.  When  whole segments of the population are not allowed to own anything, they will never be viewed as successful, which leads to a magnitude of problems.

Religion.  A contentious subject.  As it should be.  It is private and personal, and should remain that way.  No one needs to know, unless they live in your home.  Or, their religious choices hurt or kill others.  Then, those people fall back into the legal human rights category.

All humans, regardless of age, gender, or background should be able to express their thoughts and ideas in mediums they choose, as long as they do not hurt others.  These thoughts and ideas do have consequences.

All humans should have the right to privacy, both in the home, and in public.  Their health, and other records should never be available to the public.  Very rare instances should any of these documents be made available to doctors, police departments, and employers.

Although, it could benefit deafblind individuals for police to know there are deafblind individuals in the community.  They sometimes need specialized to training to realize that a deafblind person may not hear them, or recognize that a police office is there.  Some deafblind individuals have died in recent years due to being shot by police who were unaware that a person walking with a cane was not a threat, and had no way of knowing they were there and yelling at them.

All humans should have the right to live with, and financially support the people they choose to.  Whether as a spouse, or a friend.  This support should be extended to include insurance (until national payer exists) housing, ad hospital visitation.

All people should have the right to adopt a child if they are deemed a fit parent.  Some parents may work outside the home, while others, who remain at home, can care for the children who need a full time parent.

All humans should have a right to fair and safe employment.  This includes fair wages, equal wages -regardless of gender, age, or ability.  In this case, ability applies to accommodating visual, hearing, and physical disabilities, not the ability to do the job.

All humans should have the right to have vacation.  Time to read, rest, and be around family.  Working every waking moment for 30 or 40 years simply leads to disability, and a wasted life.

All humans should have access to health.  Both healthcare, and real health opportunities.  Healthcare is vital to well being.  Without time off, and short enough work days, people cannot eat or exercise properly to maintain their health.

All people should have a right to an education.  Education stretches the mind and keeps the person busy and happy.  It helps people relate, understand, and empathize with others, regardless of their situation.

An often forgotten component of human rights is the concept of community responsibility.  If a community normalizes abusers, they should not be surprised at the results – damaged community members who cannot fill the roles society expects them to.  If you see someone abusing another, it’s important to stand up for them.  It is the only way abuse will stop.  These survivors need to know they have community support.  Even if that support is simply agreement, and preventing of victimization.

The list goes on and on.  Basically, if you feel you have a certain right, then so does the person next to you.

#Humanrights #womensrights #health #safety #life

Secrets will haunt Mistie, and hundreds of others till death. #PTSD #abusesurvivor The Stork Mis-Delivered – Twice https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06WVBZVQB

Survivors feel there is no escape. Often, there isn’t. Legally. It shouldn’t be that way. #codependency #BendingtheBars https://www.amazon.com/dp/B06VVNW5XR

Snowflake versus Grasshopper

Snowflakes. Sweet gentle, delicate, lacy things. No two are identical.

They value diversity. They clump together to create intricate designs. As they slip and slide from the sky, they reach out to help one another. To lift each other up. Occasionally, one flake may lose a piece of itself while helping another. They join, and rejoin to create beauty in the eyes of people who are alive.
Children lick the snowflakes from the sky with pure delight. They sled and play in them.
Adults, those who are living and breathing with nature, enjoy their beauty from afar. They sip hot coffee, or hot chocolate, from the warmth of a fire. They know, the more snow, the more flowers spring will bring.
Adults who ignore nature, or see it as beast to be tamed, fret, argue, and scream at snow, as they beat it into water, slosh it way, and drive over it, abandoning their family time for isolated buildings far away.
Occasionally, the wind will roar. Snow will form a blizzard. It will cover everything. While it may look on the surface as if it is a uniform texture and coverage, it rarely is. It has humps, bumps, hills, dales, valleys, and even gentle streams lurking underneath.
When it melts away in spring, the beauty revealed makes all want to enjoy it. Streams and rivers form.  The ground is softened, ready to grow. Farmers know deep snows will bring forth abundant crops. Many regions depend on the deep snows for drinking and irrigation water.

Without the blizzards, droughts haunt the breadbasket of our country.

Like snowflakes, grasshoppers are pretty and fun for children to chase. When they occur a few at a time. Most are harmless. They simply eat a little grass and grain, and become the snacks of spiders and birds.
Once, our nation was covered in these tiny creatures. Now, they are rare.
Like snowflakes, grasshoppers can create storms on the wind, called locust swarms. Although locust swarms were once common in the US, they have been gone for almost 100 years.
When grasshoppers combine to swarm, they don’t do so to lift each other up. They gorge. They become larger. More extreme. Identical. Giant grasshoppers, all teeth and stomach. They fly together. They eat everything in sight. They are so ravenous, their tiny jaws will bite the flesh of human and animals as they engulf crops, grass, leaves, and any green thing in their path.
They leave destruction and death in their wake. Destroyed crops may extend for hundreds of miles in either direction. Before the days of the engine, entire villages would be wiped out, as grasshoppers ate the crops the people and animals depended on for winter.
However, unlike snowflakes who build each other up, locusts tear each other down. They abandon their weak, their wounded, the legless, and the wingless, to die a miserable death eating the last few hidden bits of grain in a location they devastated.
Not only that, locusts lay eggs in the millions that will hatch and eat next year’s crop as it rises out of the ground. It may take decades for a region to recover it’s flora and fauna from a locust storm.

Are you a snowflake lifting others up? Valuing and creating more diversity? Creating beauty in the now, and furthering life after you melt in the warmth of spring?

Or a locust, eating everything in sight, and leaving the once fertile fields barren of life?

Stockholm Syndrome.

Today’s post is about Stockholm Syndrome.
A devastating syndrome, in which victims sympathize with their abusers.
This was first recognized and studied in victims of bank robberies and such types of events.
It was later categorized to explain why victims stay with their abusers, and refuse to leave.
We see the symptoms of it everyday. They have been increasing in the last two decades. Someone will be talking, and they will go into a trance-like state, say something nonsensical, or self-abusing, and then shake their head and return to semi-normal conversation.
Sometimes these victims, mostly women, escape their abusers for a time. It may be months. It may be years. Usually, some well meaning other victim, often a family member, or friend, pulls them back into the pack of abused women.
This is mostly about women. Though, it can occur in anyone, particularly any minority or disabled person, whom society values as less than a full person.
One way to recognize this, is someone who does not value themselves. Who does not respect themselves. Who does not recognize their value. One who does not respect the value of others, by pushing their abusers values onto those in their care.
If you don’t respect yourself, you can’t respect others. Women should be valued. Their value is worth more than any paper money can replace.
Sadly, too many see themselves as less than.
That is extremely mentally and physically unhealthy.
As a society we need healthy people of all ages, regardless of gender and ethnicity. People who value themselves enough to want to live to help others.
Without self-value, there is no room for valuing others.
Without self-care, they is no ability to care for others.
Without self-worth, there is no ability to see the difference anyone can make.
Without self-trust, there is no trust in others.
With no self-respect, one cannot respect others.

Landfills

One subject that is covered in nearly the entire Trails Series is Landfills.
Landfills are the bane of the last 120 years.
Before then, our ancestors used and re-used items they created until they were no longer useful. Then, they served as fuel.
In some areas, particularly along coastlines, a garbage might develop – containing the discarded shells fish. Anthropologists enjoy studying them.
Did you know that a newspaper printed and placed in a landfill over 100 years ago, would be as readable as it was when placed there?
The descendants of today will have to mine our landfills. they will have to find a way to safely dispose of things such as the billions of batteries, electronics, broken light bulbs, and other items that leak toxins into our drinking water.
They have been left a sordid chore.
What to do with all the toxins? How to safely dispose of them so that they can never again harm the environment, or a living being?

Healthcare

Today’s post is about healthcare.
There was an interesting infographic about Britain’s healthcare system versus the US healthcare system.
The first part covered the percentage of people covered and uncovered.
We have almost as 8.6% of people not covered by healthcare in the US. Of those covered, a large percent have been without healthcare, and preventative medicine for years, decades, possibly their entire lives.
In other words, they have not had the necessary healthcare to become, or remain healthy.
The average yearly cost for health care in Britain is $2,008 per person.
In the US it is over $5,000 per person per year.
If we switched to universal healthcare today – it would still take 80 years to have a healthy population.
First – we would have punish abusive employers. Employers who force employees to work more hours than is healthwise safe. If you work more than five hours a day, you aren’t getting healthy meals, or a healthy amount of sleep. It isn’t possible.
Also, days off. Employers are known for forcing employees to work ten day shifts without a day off. Or overtime pay.
No amount of overtime pay is worth what working more than four to five days a week will do to your body.
We know what we need to do to be healthier.
We need to be able to do those life saving activities. Sleep, eat, exercise, interact with family and friends.
As it is – it will take four full generations before those who are alive will have had access to preventative healthcare, proper diagnosis, and a chance to live a healthy lifestyle. If we fixed the laws today.
Of course, without enough medical staff, it still won’t work. Most medical staff work double shifts. And burn out too fast.
There is also another serious issue. One some people mention when they hear about universal healthcare. The time it takes to get an appointment.
If you talk to people that live in those countries – if someone is sick, they have instant care. Just like we do.
However, in only a few instances do they have the access as unbalanced as we do.
A boy child will be seen instantly by a doctor if he even has sniffle.
A girl child – in a day or two.
An adult male – same day, or next day.
A woman with children – within a week.
A woman without children – doctor’s offices don’t even know when the next available appointment is for someone as unwanted as that.
Our healthcare system is seriously broken.
It needs fixing. For the people who will be born in 60 years. Those who are alive today will continue to bear the costs of the last 80 years without adequate access to healthcare.
Before that, if there was a doctor, they took care of any patients that came to them, if it was possible.
We’ve seen what 80 years of healthcare for only the rich, and those with high paying jobs can do to the health of our nation.
High paying jobs are mostly gone.
So is our health.

Pacific Garbage Patch

When I’m stressed, I sing. I’ve been doing that a lot lately. I need to quit creating songs.
One aspect that is lightly mentioned in my novels, and would make a good follow up short story if I ever have time – the trip to the Pacific Garbage Patch.
We really need our teens to work on this. Teens – because they have the brain power, the energy, the strength to do the work. They haven’t been told no too many times. They haven’t accepted the death of the planet as inevitable in the next few decades. They don’t want to race to that moment. They want to live to see adulthood.
We need them to create ways to collect the garbage patches. We need them to clean up the mess their parents, grandparents, great-grandparents, and great-great-grandparents made.
Then, we need to know if the plastic eating bacteria are safe. What happens when they encounter batteries in the garbage for instance?
We don’t want to create a bigger problem.
Or, like some Northern European countries, we need to turn those plastics back into fuel.
Our planet cannot exist without living oceans.
If all the animals die – through over hunting and eating plastic instead of food, the currents will slow. The tides will change. The weather patterns will falter.
We need living oceans.
We need living creatures.
We don’t want to be the cause of the only living things on Earth being bacteria and viruses.
We need science oriented teens to lead the way to save our planet.
We might not live long enough to see sustainable oceans. They might. Teens are our hope for a future. One we won’t see.
One they, and the children of today deserve. They deserve a chance to live. And at least a tenth of the resources of those who lived in the last century.
Give them a chance to save the Earth for themselves, and their future.

Stranger Danger

Last night was funny. Bailey pup decided to howl. It was such a odd howl, as his often are. I thought it was hubby making fun of him.
I was able to use my Bluetooth hearing aids to listen to my novel yesterday as I edited. It left a major headache.
In Bending the Bars, which should have never needed writing, I talk about Ruby’s Law. It is a start. Not enough. Her law allows people to escape their abusers with their children. They can legally leave the state and live in a fenced in area where they can recover from their abuse. Many will never leave. They feel safer inside than outside.
I dream of the day the first child is born that will never meet anyone who has been abused. That will be at least a century. Abuse, particularly sexual abuse, runs rampant in this country, in our world.
Until we have laws that will protect the victims, not the abusers, it will.
We need two aspects to that law:
1. Women (and children) can smack the abuser at the first touch.
It has been proven that when a male first begins his first grooming tactics on his first victim, if she physically stops him, 9 out of 10 will not become abusers.
2. Children need to be taught about bad touch. Used to be called stranger danger. And while strangers are a danger, 95% of abusers are family members, family friends, or others known to a child. They begin grooming children for abuse, often from the moment they are born. By the time they reach school age, most teachers can recognize which children have been groomed for sexual abuse. Even if full sexual abuse has yet to occur.
3. Sex abusers know they can get away with their crimes. Forever. And, they can give their victims deadly diseases. Also, by abusing one person, they open up an entire network of that person’s contacts, family, friends, co-workers to potential abuse. Abuse never ends with one victim. We need a justice system that will attack the problem. The system we have now, allows the abusers access to their victims. And they know they will never be safe as long as the abuser is alive. If the abusers were tried, convicted, and sentenced within 48 hours of an attack, more would be reported.
I long for a day when a woman can walk anywhere she wants without fear of sexual attack. There is no reason for these attacks. 99% are never reported. The survivors often bury them. Forget them. Hide them. Lash out at others. They know there is no hope of their attacker being brought to justice. Now, they even brag about sex abuse on national tv. They know they won’t go to jail.
And so it continues.
One abuser can create thousands of victims in one lifetime. Of those thousands, many will become abusers themselves. Even if they don’t, they often live a life of fear and hiding. Which affects every person they come in contact with.
We need stricter laws. Sadly, the sex offender laws have been loosened in the last few decades. That has led to many issues. Offenses against another person’s body need to be taken seriously. As an offense against life. It is a form of murder. As it murders self-esteem, self-respect, hope, dreams, and the future of the victim, and the dozens of people in their lives.

The Greatest Generation

The Greatest Generation. The first generation to name themselves.
They raped the land, the air, the seas. Much as they did the women of this planet.
It was hidden. Deep inside. Pain. Deep pain. The Earth, and women, do not forget.
The Greatest Generation. They used this planet’s resources. Sure to take every bit of them with them.
They took the oil. That kills marine wildlife when they rise to the surface to breath.
They made plastics. That fill our woods, rivers, ponds, oceans, and is eaten by starving wildlife.
They filled the air with toxic fumes, so thick no one could see the house across the street.
Their children and grandchildren arrived. Slowly. Birth rates lowered. Sickness spread. Cancer grew rampant.
Their children became adults and fought to make the planet produce food again. To make the air breathable. Make the water drinkable. Lower health risks.
We made slow progress. As so many did not want to give up the comforts of the current generations. Things. Only things. Things that had not existed in the tens of thousands of years of human history.
Once again, our air, water, land, and lives are threatened.
I remember the Trinity River. It flowed rather like a mud pie sliding down hill. Millions drank from that mud pie. What toxins caused permanent damage for them, and all future generations?
I remember when Hospice nurses were told to flush un-used drugs when a patient died, so they wouldn’t fall into the wrong hands. Now, we know, as I did then, they end up in our drinking water. As does RoundUp, and every other chemical we pour into the soil.
Even know, the water is so dangerous, it comes to our homes as bleach water. Too many times, I’ve drank it from the tap. Too many times, I’ve suffered mouth burns from the bleach. I’ve lost many teeth to the bleach in the water we are supposed to drink.
This is the first time in my life I am glad I don’t have children. I would not want them, as new adults, to be struggling with survival. Wondering if the air is safe to breathe. Or the water to drink. If they will ever have healthcare. Or a home to live in. Wondering if their children will be born with deadly, or life-altering birth defects, requiring constant care until their deaths.
I don’t wish this questions, or their unlikely answers, on the young adults of today. I wish them hope. I wish them food, clothing, shelter, family. All things they may lose as the Greatest Generation struggles to return us to a time when there were no regulations.
The Greatest Generation. The Generation that had to build landfills. They throw more away in one week, than our ancestors did in an entire lifetime.
They have ensured that those few humans who survive will be able to mine there garbage pits for over a thousand years.
The Greatest Generation. The ones who left their children and grandchildren behind. A mess to clean up. Little food. Little safe water. Floods of epic proportions.
An endangered species list, that grows to include us.
Towering garbage piles, swarmed by birds, rats, and wild dogs.
Mother Nature has a way of responding to threats.
She has earthquakes. They are increasing due to drilling.
She has volcanoes. Many are being wakened by drilling, and other human activities. Plugging them with our garbage would only complicate matters.
She has hurricanes. They devastate the coasts. Where people congregate.
She is tossing and turning in her sleep.
Will the Greatest Generation waken her full fury?
Or will their children and grandchildren, manage to calm her restless spirit?

Care

I don’t want the rivers and lakes to catch fire. I don’t want to lose the trees. I want safe drinking water. Not chlorine bleach that destroys my teeth. Save the EPA. It needs to be strengthened, not weakened.
If people cared about themselves, we wouldn’t need the EPA.
If people cared about themselves, they would care about others, the environment, and the future.
Instead, we’ve had generations of teaching people to despise themselves, others, and the environment.
Without an environment, there is no future.
No food. No water. No animals. No people.
Share. Care. For yourself first. Then, you will care for others.