Hi, my name is Iwona and I've been living in the Netherlands for years. I lived with people that a normal person couldn't stand. Aggression, assaults on me, gashlighting, all this I recorded and reported to various authorities, there were police interventions and believe it or not I didn't succeed. The same people who tried to harm me are still here, only now in smaller numbers, but this is not thanks to the Dutch police or services. But moving on. A lot of people promised to help me, every hand that people held out to me turned out to be fake, I ended up with people who wanted to see me only to make up lies about me later. I am at the limit of my endurance! How much can a human endure, I now live in one room with my parrot called Maciek. It's an African Warthog, I have a YouTube channel about it. At the moment, I would like to work more than 100 hours a month, but it's impossible and I simply can't afford to live, because I don't have enough hours and I don't know what to do. My last idea was to turn to you, to people who know what poverty is, who are now able to help me through this worst time. I am also ill, but I will not collect for this, although my health from time to time deteriorates and improves like a sine wave, I never know if the next day will not hurt again. If anyone wants to know, I have no family and my friends help as much as they can.My dream is to live with dignity. The situation has forced me to ask people for help. With this appeal of a traumatised single woman from a very young age, I would like to invite you to help me, you can also contact me on my channel on tik tok - kuracao81 , there I have published content where I have been harassed for several years by tenants wishing me things I won't even write about here. I've been trying to publicise the subject in the media for years and nothing has come of it daily abuse, attempts to beat me up is the norm living with alcoholics. I have no way of moving out, I need a change. Duijdam doesn't react to faults in the flat, the windows almost fall out of the living room... I fear for Maciek's safety, not even my own, but that of my beloved parrot.