Muslim female pleading for a donation - Cape Town

Hello everyone, salam.
Please, I beg you to read this with your heart. I’m from Durban, and I’m writing here not out of choice, but because I’m at the edge of hopelessness.

Please, have mercy on me. Today it’s me crying out for help; tomorrow it could be someone you love — your sister, your mother, your child. Life can change in an instant, and you would pray for someone to show them compassion.

I am at a point where I am losing the will to go on. It breaks me to know how easily people can be cruel or dismissive, yet if it were their own family in my place, they would not stand for it. Remember, whoever eases the burden of another in their darkest hour, Allah promises to ease their burdens in this world and the next, ameen.

No matter how much wealth or beauty someone has, if their heart turns cold to another’s suffering, what is it worth?

I am a Muslim Indian woman, unmarried and without children, with little work experience to fall back on. Right now, I am drowning — trying to care for an ill parent while being unemployed and alone. I am the only one they have, and yet I have no one to lean on myself.

I can send proof of every cent used, every loaf of bread bought, for anyone who helps me. I am not asking for luxury — I am pleading for survival. Even a small amount, what might seem insignificant to you — R200 — could be the difference between despair and relief for me.

I know nothing comes without cost, but the only thing I can offer in return is my heartfelt gratitude, and my friendship if you wish it. Please, I am reaching out with nothing but sincerity, hoping someone will show me the kindness I have never been shown.

If you can help, even a little, you will not just ease my pain — you will be saving someone from breaking completely. May he reward you for any goodness you show.

Jazakallah , thank you