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🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

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my very heart is not my own. they have taken from me even that.

Hiii this is part of a style study assignment for one of my classes :) Helen of Sparta oh how I adore you

Inspired by a lot of Mycenaean frescoes and also @/flaroh's work ^^

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did I not love them best? I who birthed, who nursed, who killed them?

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Urgent Humanitarian Appeal | My Husband is Fighting for Life, and We Need Your Help

We are a Palestinian family from Gaza living under difficult humanitarian conditions. My husband is currently hospitalized in critical condition after sustaining severe injuries as a result of the recent bombing. Doctors have confirmed that his condition requires urgent treatment outside the Gaza Strip, given the lack of medical facilities necessary to save him here.

We appeal to everyone who can help, whether humanitarian organizations, responsible parties, or anyone with a compassionate heart, to stand by us so we can transfer my husband abroad before it's too late.

Every moment threatens his life, and we live in constant anxiety and fear for his fate. We ask that you help us make our voices heard and assist us in obtaining a medical referral, travel arrangements, or any other means possible to save his life.

We ask that you share this appeal as widely as possible.

May God protect you from harm to your loved ones.

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No safety. No food. No aid. No water. No healthcare. No education. Is this what it means to live? Is this what world accept as life?

If a group of animals were trapped, starved, and cut off from the world like this, people would be outraged. But because it's us—human beings—somehow, the world looks away.

These are unbearable days. Everything feels heavy. Each hour presses on my chest like I’m being suffocated.

My family needs urgent help.

Basic survival has become nearly impossible. Bread—just bread—now costs over $25 a day to make.

We are not asking for luxury. We are begging for life.

Please, if you’re reading this: help. Reblog this post. Talk about us. Donate if you can. Even a small act can mean everything right now.

#crisis #humanrights #emergency #donate #pleasehelp #tumblrcommunity #survivestories #reblogtohelp #signalboost

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fuck joe biden really and truly. he hasnt done a thing to stop the genocide against Palestinians on their stolen land because it is in his best interest to see to it that Israel reminds a colonial, imperial hub for America to tap into. to vote for joe biden (as would be the case for all complicit world leaders) is to vote for someone whose willful funding of Israeli military actions has led to the unthinkable murders of countless colonized Palestinians by the IOF for simply living on the land Israel seeks to occupy. could you earnestly say that's where you want your vote to go anymore than to a republican? if a palestinian dies either way, what's the point? if americans suffer while their government sends billions in military money overseas, what's the point? democracy is a joke at this point. it just doesn't exist and if we continue to pretend it does, we're further than ever from what it should be. All these politicians leave is a trail of blood. biden is as much of a monster as trump, and perhaps in some ways, it's worse because of how much he pretends he isn't a monster. make the democratic party suffer this november for its unwillingness to represent the majority of Americans: the working class, the underprivileged, those who want to make the world materially better - not starve and make it worse.

if you find your way here, take this seriously. anti-imperialism is the only solution, for the world to get better the american empire must fall. there is no american dream or foundational truth where justice and liberty define america. america is defined by blood.

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Verified by @gazavetters (#365)

From under the rubble, I write these words with a trembling heart...

My name is Mahmoud, I’m 29 years old, from Gaza. I have nothing left but my words and a little hope that kind hearts are still out there. The war didn’t just take my home — it took my dreams, my safety, and the life I once imagined.

Imagine waking up with no roof above you, no bed to sleep in, no food to eat, no door to close and feel safe behind.This is my reality.

This is what my family and I live through every single day.Some days we go for hours with nothing to eat. Sometimes we survive on a sip of water.I’m tired — tired of hunger, of fear, of cold nights and empty days.I’m tired of pretending to be strong when I feel like I’m breaking more and more inside.

I’m not asking for much. I just want to feel human again.

A safe place to sleep.

A warm meal.

Clothes that protect me.

A chance to breathe without fear.

It hurts to ask. It really does. But I’ve reached a point where I have no other choice.

💔Donate please 🙏

Even the smallest help means everything to me.

One dollar could mean one meal.

One share could mean one more chance.

If my words touched your heart, please don’t scroll away.

One kind heart could mean a night without fear.

Be the reason someone like me survives.

Donation link:

https://www.gofundme.com/f/ch8x7k-help-mahmoud-and-his-family-survive

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Verified by @gazavetters (#365)

From under the rubble, I write these words with a trembling heart...

My name is Mahmoud, I’m 29 years old, from Gaza. I have nothing left but my words and a little hope that kind hearts are still out there. The war didn’t just take my home — it took my dreams, my safety, and the life I once imagined.

Imagine waking up with no roof above you, no bed to sleep in, no food to eat, no door to close and feel safe behind.This is my reality.

This is what my family and I live through every single day.Some days we go for hours with nothing to eat. Sometimes we survive on a sip of water.I’m tired — tired of hunger, of fear, of cold nights and empty days.I’m tired of pretending to be strong when I feel like I’m breaking more and more inside.

I’m not asking for much. I just want to feel human again.

A safe place to sleep.

A warm meal.

Clothes that protect me.

A chance to breathe without fear.

It hurts to ask. It really does. But I’ve reached a point where I have no other choice.

💔Donate please 🙏

Even the smallest help means everything to me.

One dollar could mean one meal.

One share could mean one more chance.

If my words touched your heart, please don’t scroll away.

One kind heart could mean a night without fear.

Be the reason someone like me survives.

Donation link:

https://www.gofundme.com/f/ch8x7k-help-mahmoud-and-his-family-survive

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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

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🇵🇸 Hello friends 🇵🇸

I am Maram Nabulsi from Gaza, a 18-year-old girl. My home in Khan Younis was destroyed, and I found myself and my family living in a camp for displaced people in Mawasi Khan Younis, under the scorching sun, inside a tent swaying in the wind. 🇵🇸

Every day is a new battle. I was deprived of studying for my last year in school📚👩‍🎓 and graduating from it, my dream of joining the human medicine 🏥🩺specialization was taken away from me, my hopes and dreams have faded since the outbreak of these damned events on October 7. 🇵🇸

I feel as if the world has abandoned me, and no one cares. In our small tent, we are under physical and emotional siege. Every night I reach my hands to the sky, and ask God to give me the strength to overcome this nightmare, I need your help to save my life and complete my dream abroad 🍉🇵🇸

Please donate +30$ to save my life♥️🌿

Verified by @beesandwatermelons - Line #207

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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....🍉🇵🇸

Verified by @beesandwatermelons - Line #207

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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🫂🥹

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Vetted by @gaza-vetters number ✅ 365✅

Donate please 🥺

My name is Mahmoud, I’m 29 years old from Gaza, Palestine. It’s very hard for me to ask for help — but today, I have no choice.

The war has completely destroyed my home, my dreams, and my future. My family and I are now sleeping on the streets, surrounded by ruins and devastation.

Every day, I struggle just to find a small amount of food or clean water. Sometimes, I go for hours — even days — without eating a single bite.

I wear whatever torn clothes I can find. I live each day not knowing where I’ll sleep at night or if I'll find anything to ease my hunger.

This is not just my story — it’s the heartbreaking reality for so many families here in Gaza.

Please, even a small donation can help me find a safe place to sleep and afford a basic meal to survive

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Please listen carefully Please listen carefully🙏 I need you to read this..🥹

On the seventh of October I am teacher Mahmoud Atta. I work as a teacher teaching secondary school students.

On October 7th, I was getting ready to go to school. On October 7th, while I was getting ready to go to school, my life was completely turned upside down. Israel declared war on Gaza. After that, they announced their entry into the roads and cities and forced us to leave the city from Khan Yunis to Rafah

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We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. If you survived, your brother would not.

We've all seen the end of the world movies on the big screen. We have all seen end of the world movies on cinema screens, but what we saw was real and not imaginary. I wish it was imaginary.

We finally arrived in Rafah Finally we arrived in Rafah, the safe city as it is called, but where to go? The sea is behind us, the weather is freezing, and the borders are closed with Egypt on the other side and Israel on the third and fourth sides. I found myself making a tent out of nylon for myself and my family.

No water, no electricity, no food, no place to go to the bathroom, no life. I wish I had died sooner.

We returned after a long time to our city.After a long time, we returned to our city. The first sight was that a giant monster had entered the city and left it in ruins, so much so that I did not recognize my house or my neighborhood. Oh my God, is this Khan Yunis?

fI searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed. I searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed.

Today I stand before you to search for Today I stand in your hands to search for any help to restore myself again thanks to you.. I am waiting for your help

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"Save lives, donate now!" 🥺❤️

Hello, my name is Marah, a 23-year-old law student from Gaza. I never thought I would reach a point where I had no choice but to ask for help, but the agony we are going through has reached a point where we can no longer bear it.

My family is fighting an unbearable battle for survival. The war has taken everything from us—our home, our future, and our livelihood. My mother is gravely ill, suffering from both thyroid problems and diabetes. She needs immediate medical attention, but we have no money to pay for her treatment, and every day, her health deteriorates. We watch her suffer and feel helpless because we can’t afford even the most basic medication.

My father is in a worse condition. After hearing about the tragic loss of our relatives, he suffered a stroke. Now, he’s unable to take care of himself or help us. The man who worked his entire life to build a home for us now lays in bed, helpless and broken. We’ve lost everything, and his health continues to worsen with no medical care or proper treatment.

We are living in absolute despair, in a place where there is no hope, no food, and no clean water. Our financial situation is dire; we have no source of income, and the future looks darker than ever. The weight of our suffering is unbearable, and every day feels like a battle that we are losing.

Please, I am begging you for help. Even a small donation, just $5, will provide us with the hope we need to survive this nightmare. We have no other choice but to reach out to the kindness and compassion of others.

Your support will not only help us get medical care for my parents but will also restore the hope we’ve lost. We cannot survive without you. Thank you for being our light in the darkness.

My campaing vetted by @/90-ghost

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Save my life.please!! 🙏🏻🍉💔

Hello, I am Marah from Gaza, I am 23 years old, studying at Al-Azhar University.

I am writing these words after deep thought, as the urgent need to save me and my family is beyond my ability to bear.

I would like to add that I am studying law, and I aspire to become a valuable lawyer in my country.

I wish my days were better and that I would not live in a war deprived of my most basic rights.

But the war came and destroyed all our dreams and ambitions.

We had a supermarket and my brother worked in it and our life was very happy, but it was completely destroyed and now we have no source of income.

My mother also suffers from an enlarged thyroid gland and diabetes, and because of what we are going through we cannot provide her with any treatment, and her condition is getting worse.

My father also had a stroke because he heard about the loss of our relatives, and he also lost our home. He worked all his life to build his life's home. We suffer from diseases and lack of clean water.

We are living death.

Please help me protect and help my brother, my family and my cat to restore life and hope to them. Every donation, even if it’s just $5, can make a difference. It means so much to us and our child. Please reshape their lives with love and safety, and help build new hope in them.

It makes a difference in helping me save my family.

I feel so sad and embarrassed to ask for help, but I have no other options left. I know this is a tough ask, but I also know that there is still humanity and conscience and I believe in miracles.

Your support during this very difficult time will give us hope in the midst of devastation and despair.

If you have any questions or concerns, please don’t hesitate to ask me!

My sincere regards and thank you.

My campaing vetted by @/90-ghost

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💬 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.

Vetted by @gazavetters ( #309 )

With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️