Israel /USA/UK

Essential Worker

Rabbi Berland’s Prayer to Withstand Our Suffering

  1. With Hebrew to English translation, AND transliteration.
  2. 498

To merit to endure and absorb with love, everything that happens to me. And to be in a state of profound happiness, like our awesome and holy Rabbenu.

  1. Master of the World, please give me the koach (strength) to withstand everything, and that I will endure everything, and that I will absorb everything, and that I will accept everything with love.
  2. And everything that happens to me, I should accept it with love.
  3. And that I shouldn’t judge any other person in the world harshly.
  4. And I shouldn’t judge others strictly until 120 years.
  5. And I should have love, harmony and friendship with everyone.
  6. And I shouldn’t pain any other person in the world.
  7. And I should just accept everything with deep happiness.
  8. And that I should always be in a state of deep happiness, like our awesome and holy Rabbenu HaKadosh.
View More

France

Essential Worker

  1. me remémorant toute ma vie, je me rends compte que toutes les éloges et les richesses dont j'étais si fier ont été transformées en quelque chose d'insignifiant devant ma mort imminente.
  2. Dans l'obscurité, lorsque je contemple les feux verts de la respiration artificielle et que j’entends le bourdonnement de ses sons mécaniques, je peux sentir le souffle de la proximité de mon décès.
  3. Après avoir accumulé assez d'argent pour le restant de mes jours, c'est seulement maintenant que je comprends. C’est seulement aujourd’hui que je réalise que nous devons poursuivre des objectifs qui ne sont aucunement liés à la richesse. Ils doivent être quelque chose de plus importants : par exemple, les histoires d'amour, l'art, les rêves de notre enfance...
  4. D.ieu nous a créés afin que puissions sentir l'amour dans le cœur de chacun de nous, et non pas pour ressentir les illusions construites par la célébrité ou l'argent que j'ai gagné, car je ne pourrai pas les emmener avec moi. Je ne peux emporter avec moi que mes souvenirs qui ont été renforcés par l'amour. Cela est la vraie richesse qui vous suivra, qui vous accompagnera et qui vous donnera la force d’aller de l’avant.
  5. L'amour peut voyager à des milliers de kilomètres. La vie n'a pas de limites, tu peux aller où tu veux. Fais de ton mieux pour atteindre les objectifs que tu t’es fixés. Tout est entre tes mains.
  6. Quel est le lit le plus cher du monde ? Le lit d'hôpital. Si vous avez de l'argent, vous pouvez engager une personne pour conduire votre voiture, mais pas pour prendre votre maladie… Les choses matérielles perdues peuvent se retrouver. Mais il y a une chose que vous ne pouvez jamais retrouver lorsque vous la perdez : votre vie.
  7. Quelle que soit l'étape de la vie dans laquelle nous nous trouvons actuellement, nous devrons finalement affronter le jour où le rideau tombera. L’amour pour votre famille, pour votre mari, pour votre femme, pour vos amis : faites-en un trésor…
  8. Que chacun agisse avec amour, et prenez soin de votre prochain."

Le Gaon de Vilna a déjà écrit

  1. « Il existe un moment que l’homme n’est pas en mesure de décrire, ni de mesurer la grandeur, c’est le moment où on accompagne l’homme de sa maison à sa tombe, cet instant où l’âme redevient elle-même. Tous les sens de cet homme se réveillent et il découvre ce qu’il ne pouvait voir lorsqu’il était encore vivant (…) Il voit le résultat de sa vie, il voit que, tout l’argent et l’or pour lesquels il s’était investi n’ont aucune valeur… »
  2. L’âme réalise alors pleinement la valeur de la vie, et les mitsvot deviennent chères à ses yeux, mais elle ne peut plus les accomplir… Elle dépend désormais uniquement de la bonté des vivants qui par leurs actes pourront lui faire acquérir des mérites dont elle a besoin.
  3. Intégrons cette leçon en nous dès maintenant, en commençant par appliquer une petite Mitsva, puis une autre... et ne repoussons jamais, car personne ne connait le jour de sa mort.

© Torah-Box

View More

United Kingdom

Citizen

When the first lockdown occurred I thought it wasn’t going to be that bad but I started to lose friends and my grandad died but I he was to far to travel for the funeral so I became depressed and almost at the end of giving up my life. But, the email that saved me was a congratulations to being offered a place to UOB to study my dream course. it gave me reassurance that I will be okay and that I need to put my trust in God. Fast forward to this current lockdown, it hasn’t been easy especially feeling stressed and alone at home but this year I gained people to support me even when I am feeling at my worse and I know how to get back up when I’ve fallen down. I’ve just found out about this website and wanted to share that even at your lowest point in life you will feel alone but seek help even if it’s just for company; it’s better to be with someone then to feel and be alone X

View More

Alliston, Ontario, Canada

Essential Worker

After I split up with an abusive partner in 2017, I got my life together, found a job and emigrated to Canada, met someone and we are happily married, I started work for both the Canadian and British government and until Covid hit was very happy, had a full life, but when Covid happened, both my sister and I got it.

 

We were told to stay at home and isolate, we were both key workers but they had already had an outbreak at our workplace, but when Justin Trudeau got it also, life was difficult. we always thought we could carry on working especially with restrictions in place but that wasn't to be.

My sister was part of my bubble and so I stayed with her for quite some time.

When we fell ill, I missed my husband a lot and my son's and grand children also, and I couldn't get to see them.

 

My sister being so much older, got it first and she couldn't lie in bed, because every time she tried, she was coughing up blood, previously we had been told to stay at home and isolate and quarantine for 14 days but when I saw how ill she really was, I panicked and called our private healthcare, tried to explain to them, they said the same as government.

 

This was in the early days of the virus and I know it was in both countries before the end of 2019.

My sister died February 2nd 2020, the day she was born and I still can't believe she has gone due to the very people who wouldn't help, the people we worked for.

 

 

 

View More

UK

Citizen

I miss my friend who died with Covid in May. She was such a special person to me. She lived a 100 miles from my home. But we saw each other several times a year. Listening to her on the phone from her home in her final days was difficult. I wanted to hold her hand, I wanted to give her some company and some comfort. I tried my very best to be cheery and kind and understanding. She had supported my family - therefore - in the end, not to be able to reciprocate was awful. But that was not to be, life has been thrown into all sorts of disarray. No final goodbye, no funeral, no celebration of her life. Just another statistic. I feel sad about that. But I am glad she was part of our lives for a long time and that we had shared something good over the years.

View More

England

Citizen

I am feeling tired. I started fighting covid in March 2020. I won, but it cost me my hands and feet. I am grateful to be alive but getting tired of fighting for what i need to enjoy my new life. good upper body prosthetics are expensive.I am grateful for all who are supporting me. I am enjoying my new life. I would like to be able to sleep.

View More

UK

Citizen

Hi All,

recently, I have been struggling with the death of an ex boyfriend. I ended up in hospital after attempting suicide. I feel that writing a letter may help me to release my feeling without anybody knowing who I am. I am getting help but I don’t feel that it is working and my mum is adding extra stress onto me.

View More

America

Citizen

So many words I wish I could tell you , im too afraid though so I go on websites like these hoping that you will see, and then maybe you will message me and I can finally let it all out to you about how I feel. I’m not really the type of girl who sticks to one person, but then I met you. You filled the missing spot in my heart, and when you left you took it , now no one else can fill it back , only you can. You are so perfect to me in every way, I love your smile, your laugh, your eyes, the way you smell and every other thing . You are so good at playing the piano and singing. You taught me how to hug , you taught me how to be happy , and how to feel alive. I know you aren’t in love with me and never will be because you even told me that but God I wish I could be the one you wanted. I would do anything for you. I wonder if you ever dream about me or miss me . -h

View More

London UK

Essential Worker

This is how I feel, day in , day out. for those of you don't believe try what we do.

 

Covid-19: Mortician says deaths have taken a toll - BBC News

View More

England

Citizen

It's winter and the days are as dark and lonely as the nights. Lockdown has left us all isolated and afraid of what's to come. The vaccine brings hope but the daily death tolls bring grief and terror.

 

I do believe this should be the final wave, I hope so. Unfortunatley, no future success in supressing the virus can prevent this month's coming deaths. I hope you all stay well and in the best spirits you can.

 

Make plans for the future and look forward to when it is all over.

View More

UK

Citizen

I stumbled along for far too many years, day-by-day feeling a little more diminished, a little more frightened, living the lie unable to acknowledge my deteriorating mental health and face the truth, all the time outwardly projecting normalcy and holding on to the facade, fighting the constant self-examination and questioning.

Why should I, with all I have feel this way?

Why do I only see negative outcomes?

Why do I harbour these deep depressive thoughts?

Why am I living with this chronic perpetual unhappiness?

 

But it seemed to me that the lie was the only path to the truth and it must be acted out, the lie one tells to oneself, the lie that feeds from the crowd's applause, the lie reflected in the mirror when the actors mask is removed, the lie in the shadows cast at the stage exit, when the audience is gone when you’re all alone the lie is always with you, nourishing on the negativity of restlessness, uncertainty, and self-doubt.

 

The habits formed by the lie inevitably play-out with a dystopian script of call and response, learned verbatim, “how are you today?” they ask, “fine” the hollow reply comes, and so it continues the subterfuge acted out in front of an audience of strangers, invited guests, family, friends, colleagues.

 

“Life goes on,” they say, “Snap out of it”, “Man-up” what can you do but act the part, so I did, whilst secretly collecting the soundbites to stash away, diligently placing them side-by-side. behind glass, they sit with the negative thoughts, self-doubt, dread, anxiety, and panic attacks all are on display at the secret museum in my mind, curated in the exhibition “Out of sight, out of mind”

 

This confidante is life in the lie, day-by-day, week-by-week, month-by-month, year-by-year, this is the story of a high-functioning depressive, living with the ever-present danger, the nightmare, that is the threat of being found out, of having to face life outside of the lie, or as you may call it, truth.

 

Then, one day, you find the museum in your mind is full and with an innate inevitably the weight grows too great, the shelves creak at first, then give way to the overwhelming burden and your world crashes down around you revealing the lie within, without impunity, it scorches your soul and burns those around you, and the burn leaves a mark when the lies nemesis arrives when you have to face up to it you truly understand how truth can hurt too, but it’s too late and the collateral damage is out of your control.

 

And so the scene is set for Act II, the curtain raised and the spotlight picks out the stage-fright visible on the protagonist's furrowed brow. The story must play out now, but there’s hope, a faint hope which, for now, holds back the lie and keeps the darkness away.

 

Time, understanding, acceptance, and empathy the route back is like a personal yellow brick road - the path has many turns, crossroads, and choices and you must accept the path is harder to walk alone.

View More

Singapore

Citizen

During the covid-19 pandemic , i feel rather hopeless n restless at home . It’s been onie 3 weeks since our country started the lockdown and im already going crazy

View More