Mute Tourette’s syndrome has long been in the shadow of its more ‘famous’ sister-disease, ‘Tourette’s Syndrome’, and although much rarer, is even more tragic in its consequences.
While a child suffering from Tourette’s has difficulty in containing its anger and frustration, a child with Mute Tourette’s suffers a worse fate, and is unable to express their true feelings.
The Mute Tourette’s Foundation is using radical new art therapy techniques to help combat the frustration and loneliness of Mute Tourette’s. However, their work can only continue with your help.
Just $0.25 will keep a child supplied with crayons and paper for a whole day. $1.50 will provide them with enough art supplies for a week. I would therefore be extremely grateful if you were able to help with such a deserving cause.
Please find attached a picture which clearly demonstrates just how the donations received so far have been put to such good use.
During the dark times in your life you will find out who is really there for you, who loves you and who doesn’t. You will find out who will go to bat for you, and who likes you for what you are, and not what you have. You will find out who you can trust and who you can’t trust. You will find out who talks trash and who will tell you the truth even though you may not like it.
Dark times put you in check and will allow you to see who is fake and who is real. This is good because you can identify those who you should not waste your energy on and not let them rent space in your head.
No matter how laid back and cool you are, there will always be someone who doesn’t like you for no reason, its life. We’re all ugly to someone, fake to someone, stuck-up to someone, ain’t shit to someone, a loser to someone, a bitch to someone but who cares.
Make your money, pay your bills, and take care of your family! Hating on me won’t stop my ATM card from working. Hustle until your haters ask if you’re hiring and don’t worry about what someone else thinks, if they don’t know you personally, don’t take it personal. Nobody can steal my joy, because they didn’t give it to me.
Life is like toilet paper, either you’re on a roll, or you’re taking shit from some asshole.
I want her ass to explode out of my steering wheel instead of a bag!