Hey God, i need followers real quick

What fight ?

Someone follow me I'll follow you back.

His smile, his trust, the way he looks at me like the world is my monkey, that's my reward! My fuel Without him, I would be just a boy pretending to be a man, devoid of direction. But with him, I get to live one of my wildest fantasies, being a superhero!

The truth is, he's more than my son. He's my anchor, my strength, my reason to keep going when life feels impossible. People often ask, "Brian, how do you do it?" My answer is simple:
he gives me more than I could ever give him.

To him, I ain't just a boring narcissistic dad; I'm a hero. And in that moment, I was reminded why I've stuck it out all these years. Raising him solo as a man is far from easy guys. The nights spent in hospitals, the sleepless worries, hospital bills, and endless sacrifices have been worth it.

"Raj, bring them back here," I said. "Let me mark them, so you'll recognize them if they get lost." He obliged, because to him, they weren't just a pencil and rubber, they were something special,from Dad.

Back home, I handed them to him, and his face lit up. "Thanks, Dad," he said, smiling wide, his eyes full of admiration. He rushed off to pack them
in his school bag, and I couldn't help but add, "Don't lose them at school." He grinned and replied, "I know."

A pencil and rubber were small things compared to what I've done for him before. Mtafika mu depot, I found what he needed. Just a simple pencil and rubber, cheap, unremarkable items, but to me, it felt like I'd just bought him a treasure chest.

So, I dragged myself out of bed,
grabbed my phone, and checked my Mpamba balance. Not much in there, but enough to make it work. I walked to the nearest agent, withdrew 'our' cash.The thought of walking to the depot
with a hangover didn't thrill me, but I pushed through.

Raj, my son came up to me wide-eyed and serious. "Dad, can you buy me a better pencil and a rubber? The one I have is very difficult to sharpen."Simple request, right? But what hit
me wasn't the task, it was the trust in his voice. That quiet confidence that Dad would make it happen, no matter what.

Any newbies ?

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I find that even people who just joined this out of curiosity or genuine interest are these artists who are making my feed beautiful But those driven here by hate for trump, x or elon are making this app become more and more toxic .
we don't have to have to hate other all that to like it here