To make a long story short, the not-for profit autism intervention service that I founded three years ago is in danger of going under. Partly due to a long string of non-paying parents, and partly due to a chronically ill, depressed, and mentally spazztastic director. That would be me. I’m the chronically ill, currently a lil bit depressed, and often spazztastic director.
And I’m going to hold the internet hostage until I can find twenty thousand dirhams to renew my business license next month.
And by hostage, I mean I’m on break from twitter, FB, and heavy blogging until I can keep my ship from going under.
No need to comment, unless you’re one of those rich UAE sheikhs who gives people cars as hostess gifts. Or a person who wants to send me money for some strange reason.
So I’m really sorry, but I’m mentally in so many places that I haven’t the brain cells to be here as well as there.
And I’m sad and scared and praying that Allah saves AutismUAE as well as my sanity. And I’d be grateful if you could too.