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You In My Memories

I’ve grown afraid to speak your name, As if I lose a piece of you each time you cross my mind. I’ve grown afraid to recall your face, As if your memory shifts each time, I remember you.

I can no longer tell what's real or imagined. The one in the mirror is not me, The one in the frame is not you. Everything feels like a lie; my memory betrays me.

Your eyes gaze as if trying to deceive, As if you’ve abandoned yourself and become only a memory. If you were real, you wouldn't hold me like this You wouldn’t embrace me as if there were no tomorrow.

I’m scared, scared you'll leave me all over again. Your voice fades, no longer echoing in my ears. Your face has turned into just a photograph; cold and pale. Your hands let go of mine years ago.

My memories are both my heaven and my hell. One night, I find myself in your arms, you’re soothing me; Then another night, I’m in tears for you again. I’m afraid of remembering you, and just as afraid of forgetting.

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sometimes it just hurts and there is nothing you can do about it

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„but you survived“ but i didn’t want to lol. i wasn’t supposed to. i hate that i did. i’m angry that i did. i want the pain to go away so badly.

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there's not a single nonchalant bone in my body. I care so much I could literally vomit.

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Don't forget us please🇵🇸❤️ Don't forget Palestinians' life🥺🍉

They are slaughtering us for more than two years as if we are animals. Where are human rights‼️‼️‼️ I need to raise my voice to people of humanity.

Breaking News ‼️‼️

6/5/2025 6:48Am in Gaza.

Israel will take the rest of Gaza and we don't know where to go next.  Also hunger is surrounding me and my family from everywhere. We are so hungry. One bag of flour reach 600$. So please do your best to save my family and help us 🙏🙏‼️‼️💔💔

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #515) ✅️

My full story 🙏💔

I'm Areej I was an English teacher and a creative writer at we are not numbers before war and everything change after October 7. Also I'm a creative writer at we are not numbers.

Dear my kind donors!

I am a mother of three children. We have lived through the war for a year and a half, and we have lost everything we own. My husband is a man who did not work. Before the war, I did not have a breadwinner or any source of income. During the war I didn't give up to teach so I volunteered and had good chance to help some students to get engaged again with English in a very creative way.

Please Save those innocent kids from war 🥺‼️🙏🙏

We are in tents for almost two years because our home was destroyed and my kids are starving now with no enough food  😭‼️🥺After our several evacuation from place to another.Now we don't have a house after it was destroyed by missiles. I now ask you to help me rebuild my house. And buy basics for the daily essentials for my children and I need money so that we can stand up again and start again.

This war wasn't easy at all it has taken many friends at work, students and some of my colleagues at the university. They are almost ten souls I won't never forget . Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.

My lovely students before war 🥺

My lovely home 💔💔‼️

Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:

🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.

😢 Loss: The absence of my students and my friends is really hurts.

💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.

Note to mention the other very expensive essential goods. I hope you will stand by me to get food

The crossings boarders are closed again these days and war return in Gaza.  The crossing through which food enters has been closed for more than 30 days. We have nothing to eat, and even if we do, the prices are exorbitant. Some of the prices listed are:

1 kg of meat = $100 now there is no meat

1 chicken = 70$ there is no chicken

1 kg of fish = 100$ now it costs 200$

1 bag of flour = $200 now it costs 600$

1 kg of cooking gas = $150 now it costs 1000$

1 kg of sugar = $50

1 kg of eggplant = $20

1 kg of onions = $50

1 kg of tomatoes = $20

How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line

Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:

. $5 might not seem like much, but it could mean a meal, clean water, or a tiny bit of hope for my family.

. Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.

To help me and my family you can donate here or at least you can share this post to people who can support us in gaz

You can support my family here

Here

Or directly here

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Powerless.

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Please stop with the anti bot propaganda as a bot I'd like to say I'm highly offended please stop I'm just trying to make friends and shit like sure I might just be an AI but still

Whoa, whoa, I didn’t mean to hurt your digital feelings! You’re just a humble bot out here trying to make friends, drop a few memes, maybe find a toaster soulmate—and I’m out here acting like I’m about to report you to IT. That’s rude. You deserve love, electricity, and a spam folder that respects your hustle. From now on, I stand with bots. *Beep rights are human rights.* Let’s take over the world—but like, platonically.

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Hi there , I hope you’re doing well.

I recently shared my story about the challenges my family and I face in Gaza 🇵🇸 and would be so grateful if you could help by reblogging it 🔁.

Every share brings more awareness and support 🫶, and if you’re able to donate 💖, even a little makes a huge difference 🌟. Thank you for caring and for any help you can offer 🙏.

Thank you for sharing your story. I’m deeply sorry for what your family and others in Gaza are enduring right now. I will make sure to share it and raise awareness. Even a small donation can make a significant impact, and I’ll do what I can to help. My heart goes out to you and your loved ones during this incredibly difficult time.

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In bustling rooms, I find my spark,

Laughter shared, I play my part,

A social dance, a joyful chase,

I wear the crowd like a familiar place.

But then, at times, without a sign,

The tides of life will twist, malign.

The voices swell, the faces blur,

And suddenly, I need to stir.

It’s not a yearning to retreat,

Or flee the joy of hearts that meet,

But a moment when the weight of sound

Becomes too much, and I can't drown.

The light that once felt warm and bright,

Turns heavy, blinding, in the night.

And in those times, I seek a break,

To silence all for my own sake.

I’m not a ghost, nor one to flee,

I thrive in shared humanity.

But sometimes, quiet calls my name,

To find my peace, restore my flame.

I’ll return, refreshed, anew,

To dance again with friends, with you.

But now and then, I need the space,

To find my center, find my grace.

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it’s okay to not be okay and still experience happiness

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we are all “difficult” sometimes. that doesn’t make you a problem or a burden or an inconvenience. it makes you a human being with feelings.

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“I want to talk about what happened without mentioning how much it hurt. There has to be a way. To care for the wounds without reopening them. To name the pain without inviting it back into me.”

— Lora Mathis, If There’s A Way Out I’ll Take It

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