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In Gaza 🍉 even the queues have disappeared You no longer see the lines of people stretching out at the doors of the takayas or in front of the bakeries Not because hunger has ended, but because the food has run out The flour has disappeared and the bakeries have closed and with it disappeared the last remnants of hope in a loaf of bread to relieve families of the pain of hunger, the pain of accumulated hunger More than 2 million and 4 thousand people are exposed to systematic starvation A complete crime carried out by the occupation through a comprehensive siege and the closure of the crossings for more than 83 days and preventing the entry of food, medicine and fuel 42 days without bread, without ovens, without what satisfies their hunger This is not a shortage, a weapon of starvation and systematic pressure to strangle Gaza until the last breath The queues have not ended, but have turned into silence screaming in the face of the world Save Gaza
Donate for my children and my family so that they may survive 🙏
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✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #591 )✅️
Hospital Security Cameras Captured the Unthinkable. Civilians were thrown into the air from the place or buried inside the missile crater.
And now, orders have been issued to evacuate all hospitals, universities, and schools in Gaza.
This is not war. This is extermination. They are erasing every trace of life, every pillar of society, every safe space and the world is still silent.
If you can help, even a small donation could mean food, water, To my family in Gaza.
Donate here:
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✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #591 )✅️
little does she know. gODDFF GODDDFD I JUST CANT DO THIS ANYMROE AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHBBHHBBBBBHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
I LOVE WOMEN TOO MUCH TO BE THIS RELIGIUS I CANT FICKJNG TAKE THIS ANYMROE EORI3OFBKFVTROHR NO I3GRVTIIRHEIROEHRH CH
Hi everyone ...
I am Maram Al-Nabulsi, I currently live in the completely destroyed 🏚🚀city of Gaza, specifically Khan Younis. Since the war on Gaza began on 10/7/2023, my family - my father Muhammad, my mother Hiba and my siblings Nour, Maram, Mahmoud - have been living in constant fear, crying and suffering because of shrapnel, shells and bullets. We have no food🥘🌯, no electricity, no cooking gas, no schools🏢📚, no homes🏚, no cleaning supplies, no clothes🧣🧥🧤. Our house was completely destroyed. My school was bombed, and my sister Nour's university was turned into rubble, which deprived us all of education. The war forced us to live in displacement centers, which are just tents that are not suitable for living, especially in winter. Every day we live death, terror and panic a thousand times because of the continuous bombing of my city. The war has killed more than 50 of my relatives and neighbors. At the beginning of the war, we took refuge in my aunt's house, but it was also turned into rubble. Imagine: We have escaped imminent death more than 20 times, and have been displaced between shelters more than 13 times. My brothers and I have suffered from many diseases due to malnutrition, and we need medicine constantly. If we stay in Gaza, we may lose our lives. Recently, we have been seriously considering leaving Gaza to a safe place. However, the travel costs are very high. We need more than 70 thousand dollars to leave Gaza. Due to the exorbitant prices, rampant unemployment, insecurity, the ongoing blockade, and the continuous bombing, we have lost all our money. How can we live in such insecurity💔🙏, with the constant bombing and shrapnel flying above us? My dear compassionate friends around the world, with your generous donations, even if small, you can save 5 people from imminent death, allowing us to start a life outside Gaza full of love, peace, and hope. Best regards from Gaza City....🍉🇵🇸
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In the heart of Gaza
, where wounds never heal, a small family refuses to surrender. Their suffering has been transformed into strength, and they have made love their homeland. ❤️🩹🍉
Gaza is not just a city , but an immortal spirit, even in the most difficult circumstances. Despite everything, this family dreams of a better day.🏚🔜🏠
We hope you can help us build our lost home. Simple donations make a huge difference in our lives.🌿🇵🇸
Thank you to everyone for your support🫂🥹
If only the world would listen to us, our situation would be better. Everyone ignores us and we are invisible, as if we are not human beings and as if we do not deserve to live. If you truly love Palestine and want to liberate it in reality and not just in words, stand by us and help us. We are human beings too. Show your humanity. Show your compassion. What would you do if what is happening in Gaza now happened in Ukraine? Would you stand idly by and watch? You can support us and you can save us. Please don't stand idly by like this.
My friend, show your humanity and mercy. We are hungry. Famine has struck, and the situation is critical. Please donate to me and my family. If I don't die from the bombing, I will die of hunger. Please donate here
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Could you help me🥹🇵🇸
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min fadlik tabarae lianiqadh hayati wahayat atfali🍉🇵🇸 talab almusaeadat lays bial'amr alsahl 'atlub tabaruean saghiran biqiamih 25$ faqat min kuli shakhs 25$stunqidh eayilati min almawt fi ghazah qum baaltabarue min khilal alraabit almawjud fi albayu
Together we can achieve our goal in one day and provide crucial support to my family and children in Gaza
Your contribution means everything to us and in these difficult times your kindness is our greatest hope. We are very grateful for any help you can provide and thank you for your kindness and generosity in our time of need
We have lost everything we have in Gaza from home, work and a decent life and my children have lost their most basic rights to education and treatment and not providing them with the minimum necessities of life
We live in a tent in very cold weather and in extremely difficult conditions
In these days, with the so-called ceasefire, nothing has changed for my children and my family. The situation is very tragic
My children need your generous donation that will change our lives for the better
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In these difficult times, support can make a big difference in our lives. Every small donation helps us overcome these daily challeng🇵🇸
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🚨 My Mom is on the Edge – Save Her Life Before It's Too Late! 🚨
I write these words with a heavy heart and a heavy heart. My mother, a symbol of tenderness and giving, is now suffering from unbearable pain, as she suffers from deadly blood cysts on her liver that threaten her life at every moment. The situation has become like an endless nightmare; every minute that passes brings us closer to eternal separation.
The hospital is asking for $3,789 to perform the urgent surgery, and these amounts seem unattainable in these circumstances that turn our lives into a continuous battle against death. I see the pain in her eyes, and the tears running down her cheeks, and I can only beg you with all my hope: Help me save my mother, as every donation, no matter how small, could be the difference between life and death.
This appeal comes from the depths of the heart, filled with sadness and tears, and I appeal to every kind soul to give us a second chance, a chance to keep our mother among us. If you can't donate, please share this message with everyone you know; you may be able to help save her life before it's too late.
My mom needs you now, more than ever... Please help me face these dark moments before death snatches her away from us.❤️🙏
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This Is My Story, and I Kindly Ask You to Read It
Hi everyone,
I’ve stayed quiet for a while, hoping things would clear up on their own. But I can’t stay silent anymore. What’s happening is not just unfair — it’s deeply hurtful and confusing.
As many of you know, I’ve been sharing my story here for the past few months. I’m from Gaza, and like so many others, I’ve lost nearly everything because of this war — my home, my loved ones, my sense of safety. I started my campaign not to guilt anyone, but simply to survive, and to make sure that voices from Gaza are still heard.
In the beginning, I may have reached out to people too often. I was new to Tumblr and didn’t fully understand the limits of outreach. I realize now that some people felt overwhelmed by my messages, and I genuinely apologize if I caused any discomfort. That was never my goal. I was just trying to be seen in a world where we often feel invisible.
But this turned into something bigger.
Some users began spreading false claims about me — saying I’m not from Gaza, that I’m not the person in my photos. None of that is true.
Before I ever shared a single post, I contacted Gazavetters — a respected Tumblr page that vets campaigns from Gaza. They asked me to send a photo of myself in Gaza holding a paper with their name on it. I did. After reviewing everything, they verified me and added my name to their list as number 309.
First picture before the war
Second picture during the war
For weeks, I was listed as verified. Then one day, I was suddenly flagged as Spam/Bot — with no warning, no explanation, no message. I reached out again. They asked for a thing, I provided it, and they restored me.
But just a few days ago, a friend told me that I’ve now been flagged again — this time as Scam/Spam. I was shocked. I’ve messaged them again for answers, but so far, there’s been no reply.
This label is serious. People who once supported me are now doubting my entire story. And that hurts more than I can explain.
So I’m asking publicly, with full transparency:
Gazavetters — why did you mark me as Scam/Spam after already verifying me?
What proof do you have to support that?
Why was I not warned or contacted first?
@gazavetters
You shared a general post warning about people who pressure donors by saying things like, “If you don’t donate, I will harm myself.”
I have never done that.
I have never said anything extreme or manipulative.
I have always spoken kindly and respectfully — asking for help, or simply for a reblog.
What makes this harder is that I see other campaigns on your list using much stronger language, and yet they remain flagged “safe.” I am not here to criticize them — everyone struggles in their own way — but I do want to understand:
Why am I the only one flagged with such a damaging label, despite doing everything right?
I am not a scammer.
I am a real person — from Gaza — and I have nothing to hide.
If anyone has doubts, I invite you to talk to me directly, and I’ll gladly provide proof again.
But I also want to say this:
Gazavetters, you have a responsibility to be truthful and fair. You verified me. You received my proof. If you truly believe I’m a scammer, show the evidence. If not — then please be honest with the community and speak up.
Right now, people are using your flag as their only evidence to say I’m a liar. And your silence is allowing false narratives to spread. If you know I’m real — and you already verified me — then please tell people the truth.
Don’t silently mark me with a harmful label and walk away.
That’s not vetting. That’s feeding doubt.
To those who’ve supported me:
Thank you for your kindness, your reblogs, and your trust.
To those who doubted me: I understand, but I invite you to learn the full story before making a judgment.
To Gazavetters: I still respect the work you do, but I ask you to stand by your own process and your own words.
This is my campaign, if you want to read it and decide for yourself
Thank you so much for listening ❤️
💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
💔 A Journey of Loss, but Also of Strength
As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
🌿 What Life Looks Like for Us Now
Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
We’re trapped.
🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨👩👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yet…
Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
💖 What You Can Do
If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
✨ Why It All Matters
This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.
🙏 From the Heart: A Quiet Apology
There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️
Reminder for Indians AND Pakistanis, or anyone willing to listen.
DO NOT rely on Indian OR Pakistani media for sources about the war.
for the record, I am Pakistani.
As far as I know, Pakistani media is just full of sources debunking EVERYTHING that Indian media has to say, so I don't know what to believe and what to not.
Also as far as I know, and with all due respect to Indians cuz I love y'all
Indian media is spreading fake news like crazy. My previous post/answer includes just a couple examples.
Rely on International Media and news outlets instead.
I use Al Jazeera primarily, so far they are unbiased and provide fact - checked information.
Staying well-informed is good not just for our safety but also to truly understand why exactly this war is so detrimental towards both sides.
I advise all Indians and Pakistanis to engage in productive and open-minded conversations as well.
Stay safe, fact-check your news because some of y'all are starting to perplex me.
I'm sorry but look what your nation has done once again. After initiating ceasefire, they violated it within 3 hours. What do you expect India to do? Sit and watch while they kill its people. For how long? For how long should India tolerate the bullshit that country does?
Pakistan retaliated only after India breached the ceasefire.
I repeat, India attacked first.
Indian media continues to spread misinformation, look at sources like BBC or Al Jazeera.
Even educated Indians do not look at their own news channels. Your own sources stated today that we have a sea port in Lahore that they destroyed.
Lahore is not close to any large waterbodies.
Your sources claim that they have destroyed cities like Peshawar. False.
That they have destroyed 'terrorist launch pads' ; nothing of the sort, they have targeted our civilian areas.
I hold the utmost remorse for the large attacks that Pakistan is commiting in retaliation, it is admittingly quite concerning for me as well. I hope you are safe.
This should serve as a reminder that we should not be each other's enemies. Civilians should not fight like this.
I urge all Indians looking at my posts to indulge in actually productive conversations if they wish, but to refrain from falling privy to harmful stereotypes that have been built against us for so long. Educate yourselves, war is a terrible time for propaganda from BOTH sides.
Stay safe and remember that peace is our principle.
Tensions are increasing in the border. The continuation of my exams is uncertain. I've been preparing for my exams for 2 years.
To any Pakistani or Indian civilian reading this, my heart goes out to all of you. We should not have to suffer for the internal concerns of our governments.
My life feels unreal right now. I can barely get through the day and I lie awake at night, hoping for some form of escapism. I can listen to all the music I want, watch my favourite shows, attempt to actually study - though my motivation is seeping away - but the weight of this bores through my soul in a way that I cannot explain. We are not desperate, yet we cannot help but feel hopeless. My life might lay in the hands of a zealous strike.
Stay safe and do not lose hope, I anticipate that this will all be over soon.
Help Hana and Youssef
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I'm a mother of a 2-year-old child. His name is yousef...I see my son growing up in front of me and I do not know how or when. This is not what I wished for him. I was dreaming of a wonderful life to spend with him...a life not full of death, fear, destruction and deprivation...I wanted to fill his room with toys and his closet with clothes, and I wanted to buy children's books for him, but I couldn't... the war came and the wishes were gone...my goal became to provide him with milk and food. I can barely afford anything. Everything is expensive and we no longer have income to enable us to buy his needs. Kram eggs have been deprived of many of his basic needs. He has been deprived of safety and stability..No, fruits, or meat.
There is nothing but fear that fills my son's eyes as soon as he hears the voices around him. He does not realize what It happens outside, but he feels and sees it in our eyes when he looks at us.I cannot protect myself and my son. Help me to save my son yousef. He deserves a better life, as do all the children of Gaza and the world.
Alone, I cannot, but with your help, we will be able to find a safe place and a better future for my son. Be a reason to change a child's life for the better by visiting our link on GoFundMe. And donate anything to us, no matter how small...every dollar makes a difference and give a life for my son..
I am Youssef. I was very young at the beginning of the war, but now l have grown up and can walk and know how to speak and understand everything. I hope to get your help in publishing or donating on our Aaljo Fund Me account
My campaign is verified by 90ghost. verified campaign is listed as number 246 on the verified fundraiser spreadsheet vetted by nabulsi and el-shab-hussein
5€ may seem small
The most difficult decision for us was to leave our country, to leave Gaza, overcome the obstacles we faced and the losses we suffered, and begin a new life from scratch.
Not going to be rude. As a girl myself, I understand what you are going through. But this is not a blatant tag of a "terrorism-supportive nation" that has been awarded to your country. Time is the evidence of the heinous acts Pakistan has committed, and the barbarians it has been fostering. Wrongfully accused? Your Army Chief outrightly hinted at what was about to happened at Pagalgam days before the massacre. The terror organization that took responsibility of it is literally located in Pakistan occupied Kashmir. And you say India is playing Victim card? Get your facts right and your senses up. I don't know if you 'hardly' know anything about your culture or not, but you definitely do not know shit about your country and its pathetically hypocritical victim-card playing attitude
such hate from someone who seems to be asking for peace themselves. You're right however, I do not hide in the fact that I hardly know anything about any of this. I never asked for any of this. All I know is that one morning, I woke up to thousands of Indians on the internet wishing upon my death and launching airstrikes into our nation. I have lied awake this whole night, not able to sleep. I opened an INDIAN news channel in an attempt to see what was happening from the perspective of your nation and I was flabbergasted. Do you expect us to sit down and accept what you claim of us 'starting the whole thing' when you say such venomous things to us? How do you expect me to educate myself when everything I try, my heart starts palpitating and I feel faint? This is my first war too, so don't mind it if I want to share how bleak my life looks now.
And before calling out acts heinous like we've been plotting something, or calling my people barbaric, do not forget that it is this division in us that our governments seek to instill. This war should not be between innocent civilians like you and I. Do not mistake me for the enemy.
I wish you nothing but peace.
🔴 STOP Don’t Skip
making bread despite the difficult situation and the lack of necessities of life 😔🍉🇵🇸
A small donation can make abig difference 🤲🤲
The war has entered its ninth month and everything is getting worse 💔
Please help me 🤲🥹🍉🇵🇸
🔴 can you help me 🇵🇸🍉
Please donate to save my life and my family 🍉🇵🇸
Asking for help is not easy, I ask for a small donation of only 20€ from each person, 20€ will save my family from death in Gaza 💔 Donate through the link in bio (gofundme) Together, we can achieve our goal within a day and provide crucial support to me and my family in Gaza. Your contribution means everything to us and in these difficult times your kindness is our greatest hope. We are very grateful for any assistance you can provide and thank you for your kindness and generosity in our time of need
The campaign has been verified @90-ghost
🔴can you help me 🇵🇸🍉
This is my home Which was destroyed by the accursed occupation yesterday I'm not sad about the stones I'm sad about the memories I hope this damned war ends 💔💔😔 🍉🇵🇸
vetted by @90-ghost
My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
Vetted by @gazavetters
My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
Vetted by @gazavetters
💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
💔 A Journey of Loss, but Also of Strength
As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
🌿 What Life Looks Like for Us Now
Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
We’re trapped.
🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨👩👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yet…
Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
💖 What You Can Do
If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
✨ Why It All Matters
This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.
🙏 From the Heart: A Quiet Apology
There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
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With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️
I love ever after high, monster high, my little pony equestria girls, onegai my melody, miraculous ladybug, lolirock, literally any girly cartoon because the fashion is immaculate, the characterisation is perfect and the plot is better well-written than any movie today
I feel like blogging today
I suppose I forgot that beauty is in everything. Still, I'm waiting for mine.
God, no.
I'll have to get it myself.
beauty is a temporary thing, we'll all be the same when we decompose in the grave, beauty lies in the eye of the beholder, it is subjective, BLA BLA BLA
why is it that beauty is such a soft yet complex topic?
why is chasing beauty such a curse?
if beauty isn't that important, what of the significance of it?
the most beautiful man on Earth was blessed by the heavens. (if ur Muslim yk)
the beautiful women and men of paradise and continuously mentioned.
if you're beautiful in this life, God has blessed you. If not, it is a test.
While it is clear that we are all the same in the eyes of the Al Mighty, why was the drive towards heavenly beauty instilled within us? only to tear us apart?
growing up as the 'ugly girl', ooh, you can't possibly fancy her, she's unappealing to the eyes!
seeing how ladies greet my sisters and compliment them, only for their smiles to falter when I come into view.
'oh, you must take after your father then.'
'Beauty is subjective!' but the nurses wouldn't stop chattering when my sister was born because they thought they saw an angel.
'It's in the eye of the beholder!' but I'm constantly told how aged I look, or if I'm well, or how lucky I am that I'm smart.
If beauty was meant to simply be a worldly concept, then why is heaven beautiful? why are the people of heaven beautiful?
if beauty is something to be achieved, then why am I treated as though I'm cursed?
of all things insufferable, the burden of this world is the most
I just watched Marie Antoinette (2006). Long live Sofia Coppola
Help a Family in Need💔
I am reaching out on behalf of my dear friend, Mohamad S., who is facing one of the most challenging times of his life. Mohamad is 37 years old and left his homeland in 2015 in search of a safer and better future. He’s a kind, hardworking man, and his small family has always been his greatest priority.
Living abroad, Mohamad has recently endured unimaginable loss and financial strain. Amidst the ongoing conflict in his homeland, his mother passed away, leaving behind his sister and her five young children—the last remaining members of his immediate family.
As the situation worsened, Mohamad managed to help his sister and her children escape to safety in Egypt, covering their immediate needs and securing a temporary refuge for them. Since then, he has been fully responsible for providing everything they need to survive during this transition.
In his efforts to support his family and cope with this devastating loss, Mohamad has found himself deeply in debt. To make matters even more difficult, he recently underwent knee surgery, which limits his ability to return to work for the foreseeable future. This has made it even harder for him to manage his financial responsibilities and the pressing need to provide his family with a stable future.
Mohamad is now working to bring his sister and her five children to join him in Belgium, where he hopes they can find stability and opportunity after all they’ve endured. This transition, however, requires significant resources that he is currently unable to meet alone.
For privacy reasons, we are not sharing Mohamad’s full name, as he has chosen to keep his identity discreet. While he initially refused the idea of asking for help, I couldn’t stand by and watch him struggle alone. I insisted on doing this for him because he deserves a chance to overcome these challenges.
Your contribution will help Mohamad repay the debt incurred during this difficult time, cover ongoing living expenses for his family, and assist with the costs involved in bringing them safely to Belgium.
Mohamad has been a good friend of mine for years, and I’ve always admired his resilience and generosity. Any support, no matter the size, will make an incredible difference in helping Mohamad and his family rebuild their lives after these painful experiences.
Thank you for reading his story and considering helping a man who has always done everything he can for his loved ones.
Adam
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Can you hear us? Can you feel what we’re going through? Fear. Hunger. Death. A never-ending siege. The silence of the world hurts as much as the bombs.
We're crying out to your humanity—please don't look away. Speak about us. Stand with us. We're not okay. We're trying to survive.
This is not a nightmare. It's our reality.
Don't forget us. Do something—anything. Share. Donate. Repost. Help keep us alive.
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Help them survive the Gaza war🚨🆘‼️‼️⁉️
Israel returned to war again. The bombing is everywhere. We are being exterminated here and the whole world is silent.
To date, more than 50k people have been killed, mostly children and women.
There is no food, no drink, hunger, destruction, murder, and no way out of this hell.
We are dying before your eyes please, don't leave us alone! Save us, do something protest, donate, participate.
I don't want to die! Please support me with any amount that will promise me to buy food, drink. medicine and survive me and my family
@shorooq-mahmoud