So, shit sometimes just happens, and as I said - I'm desperate. To explain why, I need to tell you one long story.

My mother evacuated to Ireland about two month ago. And then, I came to her. And both, we lived in a hostel far far away, in the edge of the world and nowhere.
First time, it was really good. Owner of house was kind and good, polite and always wanted to make us happy. We lived there with another 7 ukrainians, and were really happy. We got a lot of guests, they was glad to see us and we were glad to see them.
We all tried to help her as much as we can. Cleaned ground from stones and planted there vegetables, help in greenhouse, cleaning in rooms for another guests of hostel, my friend killed his clothes while he helped her with compost.
But then, she began to become crazy. We had always a lot of food, that was payed by government, and not always we could to eat something. And sometimes 1 or 2 oranges just left and became rotten. And that's was really huge reason for every conflict. It was not necessary oranges (but it was too), you could put here any not important thing.
Then, this old lady made cry growth women because of plate spaghetti that she didn't finished.
And even when we tried to keep her rules and keep EVERYTHING fresh, she always could find another one reason for conflict, and always checked OUR fridges.

I just want to remind, that we are not guests. We are refugees. This old lady make us big stress because of rotten orange, but we already receive a huge stress because of rotten bodies, bombs, deaths and loosing of everything. It's insane.

Also, we got inner problems with ukrainian neighbors. In one house, with us lived one insane lady, Olga, that always made to us problems and hated everybody. For example, when we cooked something, she always turned off oven. Or, she screamed to everyone.

And I had there my ex friend. We were besties, I helped to him with translate, journeys in another edge of Ireland for disability payments, teaching him English, but then I realized that he might looks like angel, but he hate everybody. He hates every Ukrainian, hates Poland people. When I ask him "Fuck, WHY?? One women in Poland gave you a cool powerbank and ticket to Dublin", he just answered me something mumbled.

What happened next? Owner of house just closed kitchen for everybody, and gave it personal to Olga. So we hadn't any possibility to cook anymore, and eat in comfortable time. So, if you want to eat - it's your problem, you must wait, because it's fucking nowhere, you can't get any food near. Or if you can't eat her food because you have some stomach problems - well, it's your problem too, stay hungry.

That's why she had a conflict with two women - my mother and another women, mother of two children. She called this and situation with oranges "disrespect".

And then, when my mother wasn't home, she called me and said "Get out in nearest time, your mother disrespect me". She yelled at me, made me cry and because of her I had a strong headache, insomnia, vomit, and I still have a strong aftermath and must to drink medicaments to reduce it.

And I asked her, "What I did bad to you? I always helped you, was kind and polite", she always said "Oh, you are very good! BUT YOUR MOTHER". Okay, so what my mother? I need to hate her because she tried to recieve good food? Because she cared about our family in Ukraine more than for rotten orange? And if she "guilty", why you make it to me? We are both adult personals, that have no independent from each other, and we have responsibility for ourselves. Why I must to have responsibility for adult person?

Sure, I'll never betray my mother, but I wanted to know answers for this questions. And she didn't give me it, no argument. "You helped me so much? Thank you, now get out, bastard".

And we are not ones. Women with two children must left this house too. And this is the same situation. And the owner of house didn't care, that because of she we are homeless now. She not going to say about us to IPAS, so she still recieve for us money, even when we don't live there.

We cane to the police and tell them everything. You know what? "Oh yes, it's very bad and illegal, but we're not going to do with this something, so shut up and be quiet. "

Owner of house just kick us off with yells and cursed. She said before that she loves me, but for all my help and polite she made me homeless and forced to eat medicaments.

Where we are now? We live with two Latvia man, in room on second floor of flat. There is horrible, and there's even no table, so I have no chance to draw. They often drunk, and they yelling and listening loud music. But it's not the worth.

Today there is one russian men. We just smiled to him and ask some friendly questions, and he already started to shout on us and saying "You think I AM guilty in this war, yes?? You damn racists!".
But we even didnt touch question about war.

We just sit in our room, and my mom said "I feed them, so I really hope that ot will be harder to get drunk for them"
We made barricade from our bags to make our room safe. And in that moment, I just keep my paper knife near, because I was really scared for our lives.

And tonight, I spent a night with my neighbor, because it was danger to stay there.

We must to find new home. Rent will costs about 800-1000€, we haven't got this money, and we can't go back to IPAS, cause they will separate us with mother and close us in a poor houses for 400 person in different edges of country.

We trying hard to find any job, but it's still very hard in other country.

All for what I can hope - it's people kindness. I can't even take commissions anymore, because as I said, I even haven't got any table, and I draw this sketch today at neighbors house.

So, if you can help us - you will make really important and grate thing, we will be very grateful to you

UPDATE (23.06):
This old bitch lied to the goverment about us, so now nobody wants to help us. She recieve for us money, made us guilty and kick us off. And if I and mom have at least this poor and tiny option, our friends, mother with two children will lose everything in Saturday, 25th June. I hope that someday this bastard will get what she desrve.

UPDATE (26.06)
We just recieved help from ex consul of Mayo, me and those women with two children. My mom stayed with Latvia men, because it was her choice, and it's near to work. But anyway, I want to pay people's attention to this story, because I'm sure that we are not the ones refugees in similiar situation.