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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 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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🏚️ From Rubble to Renewal — Help Mohamed Rebuild a Home Full of Hope 🌿

In the blink of an eye, the life we knew disappeared.

My name is Mohamed, and I’m writing this with a heart full of sorrow—but also a quiet flame of hope. Our family home, a place that held generations of memories, was reduced to rubble in an instant. The rooms that once echoed with laughter, the walls that witnessed our stories, and the garden where we dreamed of better days—all of it is gone.

And yet, we are still here.

Still standing. Still believing. Still dreaming.

Before the war, our home wasn’t just a structure—it was everything. It was the heartbeat of our family. We shared countless dinners around a modest table, whispered goodnight to one another across quiet rooms, and celebrated the small joys that made life meaningful. It was a place of love, of safety, of tradition.

Losing it has left a deep wound in our lives. But what we haven’t lost is our will to rebuild.

We are determined not to let destruction be the end of our story. We want to rebuild our home not just with bricks and wood, but with faith, with dignity, and with your support.

I know there are countless stories in the world that deserve to be heard, and I humbly ask that you take a moment to hear ours. We are turning to this community, to the kindness of strangers, because we believe in the power of people coming together to lift one another out of despair.

Your support—whether it’s a donation, a share, or even just a moment of your time—can help lay the first stone of our new beginning.

💛 Every dollar brings us one step closer to safety. 🧱 Every share gives our story a voice. 🌱 Every gesture, no matter how small, is a reminder that compassion can grow even in the harshest soil.

We are not asking for charity. We are asking for a chance. A chance to rebuild our lives, to give our children a roof under which they can dream again, and to find peace after so much pain.

Please, if you feel moved by our story, consider helping us build something new from what’s been lost. Your kindness will be felt not just in concrete and wood—but in every smile, every warm night, and every future moment of joy that your support helps make possible.

From the deepest part of my heart—thank you. For your time, your love, and your belief in us. We will never forget it.

With all my gratitude, – Mohamed

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Hey 💌 I’m Saja — a mother trying to hold onto hope through days that feel impossibly heavy.

I know you probably see a lot online, but if you could take just a moment… I’d be so grateful.

💫 A reblog of my pinned post could help our story reach someone who cares.

🌿 And if you’re in a place to give, even a small donation could bring comfort to my daughter and help us feel safe again.

@sajagz, thank you for listening.

Even gentle support creates strength.

From one heart to another — thank you 🤍

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Hello,

I hope you’re all doing well. 🌿

I need your help to share my family's story and raise awareness about our struggle. Every voice counts, and your support means the world. 🙏

💬 Please reblog my pinned post or, if you're able, consider donating just $5—it could be life-changing for those facing unimaginable hardship.

Your kindness and solidarity make a real difference. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍✨

@aboodfmly

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oh wow ha, sorry for the radio silence ive been SO busy with school and other irl stuff but im back ish... started posting more on instagram and for some reason im always back into the art grind during wintertime? haha. i opened commissions to pay for a new camera. these are some recent doodles i got

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(blood gushing out of my mouth) IM ALIVE

(gripping bars) I NEED TO START DRAWING AND WRITING [CHONGYUN] AND [NECROMANCER LESBIANS]

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(still gripping bars) IM ALIVE

(gripping bars) I NEED TO START DRAWING AND WRITING [CHONGYUN] AND [NECROMANCER LESBIANS]

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(gripping bars) I NEED TO START DRAWING AND WRITING [CHONGYUN] AND [NECROMANCER LESBIANS]

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i fear i must open commissions...

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thinking about chongyun in a dnd esque fantasy setting and he'd probably be a sorcerer paladin. i can't decide if he'd be a sorcerer or a wizard though, would his yang energy be considered innate magic? or would his upbringing in thaumaturgy make him a wizard? this actually brings up interesting questions about chongyun's lore aka whether or not his bloodline has magical ancestry. Is it innate or cultivated/learned throughout generations? ooo.. he could be a wild sorcerer, someone who struggles wielding their innate magic..

but anyway, xingqiu imo would be a rogue fighter maybe? more fighter than rogue... giving him the latter class just because he's a sneaky lil shit

it's easier to give chongyun and xingqiu dnd classes because their weapons and chara stories slot easily into the categories, but for characters who are generic fighters like xiangling and hu tao, it's a little hard to give them something specific. but it allows for some creative liberty so i will say hu tao is a wizard. Xiangling would be a ranger (good for hunting and foraging)

Gaming, my boy, would be a bard and a fighter. yunjin a bard, xinyan also a bard (they'd be a little troupe hehe).

I was watching dunmesh w a friend and we started talking about dnd and bg3. they're more well versed in fantasy terminology so i'm learning as i go. super fun to think about though. i quite adore dnd and fantasy settings a lot

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i wonder if anon even remembers they sent the xingqiu character study ask but i am finally able to sit down and write and i Hope to finish it ... soon

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JUST DREW LIKE. 6 PAGES OF UNREQUITED XINGYUN(blacks out at 4am)

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made a chongyun playlist of songs that reminds me of him/thematically fitting and it's literally just 80's classic rock and edm

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ah god, ive been so Unpilled lately hm... it's interesting how offline ive been lately its hard for me to sustain a fandomized interest for a long time hahaha

but im getting back into the chongyun agenda.... i fear mingyun(chongming? gayun?) is taking over my #1 g3nshin ship... not that i have a lot. really i only care about chongyun. but Lord....

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assorted doodles!

1-2 my new ocs diwa and arvi. have been weirdly shoujopilled lately.. made me realize i really like unserious romcom tropes hahaha

3 dunmeshi doodles, but with some xingqius and zelinks. i really like marcille so far

4. ayalumi... im not really invested in traveler ships but i do like this duo

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was looking through my 2021-2022 genshin bookmarks and reread an ayamiya oneshot (very soft and sweet) and got whiplashed realizing their personalities are similar to chongming