an artist’s life; dear Santa

so I find myself in this awkward position; because of my circumstances which —is connected with the hand injuries (and other injuries from the incident) from years ago I sustained while trying to pry my attacker’s fingers from my throat so, during the exchange each joint was intentionally bent backward as torture. Over time the joints no longer hold so, I am unable to do every basic thing in life without complex obstacles and now I am struggling in life to support myself as my old jobs I cannot perform. Today’s problem is, am I showing ingratitude to the people who, out of care for me, have started a GoFundMe for —this pathetic result I have come to—when they ask me to post the GoFundMe on my social media….? as well, why would total strangers care ? but —but this is completely not my comfort zone, I’d assume lay in the ditch; and you know, post it in my social media —so then everyone in my life would know and —things circulate; it could go so badly ….’people’; a sibling and a husband ….but apparently the cause —oh dear!— is not doing so well! sad, lol! —insult on injury 

do they have a Darwin Award for this? 

So the Shop is called “Noir Rubber”