Our dear old friend, Star Roth, who was a lovely and helpful, caring, giving friend to so many in the Bay and beyond, has met with some excruciating and dire circumstances while being stuck in Indonesia.

To not go into too much detail, she is facing extremely challenging health issues with cancer, pain, and all the mental/emotional turmoil that comes with that, economic devastation and a plethora of more compounding, health, financial and country complex issues, as her health hangs on the line, as she is trying to leave Indonesia as well, and her father recently passed in the States, and was not able to be there for it.

If you in any way can help her navigate a path to survive and potentially return to the states, it would be an amazing help!

Here is Star's detailed story in her own words:

This is my story. I left Australia with all my medications, doctors letter and when I arrived in Indonesia on 12/19/23 I declared it. I followed the law. Well, on 1/1/24 one of the ingredients my medicine was made illegal. How was I supposed to know? I had my first emergency surgery two weeks after arrival and I never got better. For 6 months I was hospitalized 6 times. No one would listen to me and told me the pain was in my head. Eventually a good doctor sent me by helicopter to Jakarta and a much better hospital. I had two operations and they found out that the surgeon that did the first operation screwed up and caused all kinds of problems and I will always be in pain. After learning it would be a life time of hellish pain and in the hospitals every other month, I decided to commit suicide. I ordered the medicine from Australia because I knew if I took the bottle it would kill me and I'd get in the little pool to make sure. The day the box arrived so did the police. They said pay us $24k. and we won't take you to prison. I didn't have the money so they took me to prison, took my iphone and made me give them the passwords codes and pins to everything. They also took my wallet. This week I learned they took out all my money and maxed out my credit cards to Abit $25k. The lawyer they assigned me took $8k and disappeared because he works with the police . This is the country of bribery. Last night I look at my overdrawn bank account and found $15k they took. I'm afraid of looking at my other cards. Here in Indonesian the court system is different. No juries just three judges. So, after being in a horrible Islamic coed prison and sleeping on concrete, I got a new lawyer and went to 1st court. I had no faith in my non English speaking lawyer. At the very end I changed to 4 young lawyers that are working for free. I wrote the judges and read aloud in court all the trauma and pain I've had in my life. From witnessing two murders to being raped, to having cancer following me and a lot more. The lowest sentence was 6 years and $100,000. The judge read his ruling and apologized that this is the first case of it's kind and there are legal problems because they don't know how many mgs the illegal ingredients are in each pill. He said I was polite and all three judges wanted to let me go, but the law made them give me one year. I thought one gear house arrest no problem. Then I learned that the prosecutor can appeal! Omg and on to court 2/4. Court two agreed and dropped the fine. Prosecutor appeals and on to court 2. My lawyers did a great job. They work so hard. I've been sentenced to 6 months but I have to bribe the prison for house arrest and thank the prosecutor with money. My lawyers said I needed $20k and I said I can try for $20k. I'm halfway there. I can't go back to orison because I'm immunocompromised and this is the same prison they want me to go back to. I told my lawyers I'd rather kill myself then go back to that hellish place. All my savings and credit cards are maxed out. Lots of money spent on lawyers too. My parents helped too. Two weeks ago my father had a stroke when he found out they were not sending me home because all they care about is money here. My dad went into a coma and died last week. I never got to say goodbye and I blame his strokes on stressing about me. He had one last December the day they decided to prosecuted me. I feel so guilty that he died because of me and I'll never forgive myself.

Thank you all dearly!

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Hugs & Love in advance!