🚨Trapped Family in Gaza Appeals for Help to Survive🚨 🕊️🇵🇸 🍉🌹
Hi 👋 my friends My name is Samer Abu Ras, and I am reaching out to you with a heavy heart and shattered hopes after the war in Gaza destroyed my life and my family’s. Our days were once filled with peace and security, but now we are homeless, without shelter or income, facing a bleak future. My wife Shorouq and our three children are suffering from psychological and health traumas due to this catastrophe. We lost our home and our jobs, and now we seek warmth in cold streets.
“Please note, The goal of our fundraising campaign is to raise $43,000, which is = equivalent to 450,000 SEK.
My friends, the currency used in the fundraising campaign is the Swedish Krona (SEK), and every 50 SEK is equivalent to 5 USD.”
10$ = 100 SEK
50$= 500 SEK
100$= 1000 SEK
200$= 2000 SEK
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My children 🧒 👧 , who once lived in safety, are now gripped by fear and displacement. As a father, I feel deep sorrow and helplessness for not being able to protect them. Today, I am making a humanitarian plea, asking for assistance to rebuild our lives and find a safe and stable environment. Every donation, no matter how small, will make a significant difference in our lives.
Let us make hope triumph over despair and restore smiles and dignity to my family.
Thank you to everyone who listens to my plea and offers a helping hand and donation to change our future for the better.
With heartfelt gratitude and appreciation
Note our campaign vetted by
@sar-soor @el-shab-hussein @nabulsi @ibtisams
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Attached is my Instagram account, my friends, for more information and details.
Remember the 6 year old girl who was surrounded by Israeli tanks and the red crescent couldn't reach her? Her name is Hind Hamadeh. Here you can hear the phone call her 15 year old sister, Layan Hamadeh, made with the medics. She was killed exactly a moment later including all people in the car, except for 6 year old Hind who was stuck in the car with the dead bodies of her family, Israeli tanks and IDF surrounding her, shooting, preventing anybody to reach her.
That was last night (29.1.24). Today, still nothing. The fate of Hind remains unknown.
palestine red crescent ambulance team went to rescue her yesterday evening, but they have not returned as of now. We lost contact with them about 18 hours ago, and we still remain unaware of their fate and whether they succeeded in evacuating her or not.
Please, share Hind's story as much as you can on any platform. We need to know what happened to her. Put yourself in her place, how terrified she must be. Don't scroll past this.
❗️WARNING❗️ FOR THE THOUGHT OF TECHNICAL CANNIBALISM (nothing actually graphic but it does put the idea of a character doing so and I don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable so just in case) SLIGHT MENTION OF CHARACTERS POSSIBLY EATING OTHER PEOPLE IN CANON
y’all ever thought about how junior ad Maurice probably have ate other animals before…..
the way my life completely shifted since the pandemic, it is truly something.
i always nurtured and was extremely lucky regarding to my affective world and the conexions i made.
i always had a strong circle, i always had super loving friendships that felt especial, solid and with so much mutually built common ground. I was -and i am- extremely apreciative of connecting with someone else. I always honored the conexions i made in my life and ALWAYS felt that love was THEE motor of my life.
Love as loving someone, as an act, as a creation and resistence from such a cold word and politics of individualism and heterosexuality. I always found my myself and pride myself, in the beautiful relationships that i built with others and also, having strong sense of self.
Now, 4 years into the pandemic, my affective/social and even my inner world just..dead. it is hard to say out loud or to recognize it but i definitely fell into such a deep deep depression and high anxiety that i can not do nothing anymoeet. My baseline was already depression and a strong anxiety that restricted me from a lot of things, and people close to me had to accommodate me in some ways, but now, im not able to do anything. Im able to only wake up and give my all, to not even achieve the basics of being alive.
i lost so much these pasts years. i lost so much of myself and pretty much everyone in my life. I grieved so much in silence, with shame, with extreme sadness.
I feel like these have been just very hard times for everyone. There is, of course, a layer of ableism regarding my situation and anyones that can relate to being isolated bc of mental health or overall health issues, but overall it is just been hard for everyone.
i lost all my friends but two of them that live v far away from me. and i'm grieving the lost of my best friend (my cat) that meant the entire world to me. I am extremely grateful for keeping them and them being so understanding. But, with that gratefulness, i hold dissapointed of myself of how limited i am, how dead, how dull and how im not really able to show up and create the type of dynamic i want to have w my loved ones and actually giving them what deserve to experience as well.
It has become incredible difficult, borderline impossible to even do the bare minimums and it doesnt happen out of "will". i think people dont truly understand that. Weponized therapy talk, universalizing moral paradigms that dont look for a more open and understanding approach to relate to each other but only seem to enforce new moral categories/punitive schemes also adds to the picture of isolation while navigating mental health issues or crisis.
i have been feeling extremely alienated of how the world continues to shape itself. I Always had. But the feeling just deepens. Where i felt i had agency to resist before, now i can't find the strength or opportunities to build myself up or new relationships and the landscape is just.. scary.
Sadly, i feel like it is no way out for me. this feeling of death has been building for so, so long without even noticing, and it amounted to actually become incapable of everything. i have no tools to get out, no hands to give me a little pull out of this amd i feel very, very incompatible with the way the world is shaped up.
i never saw myself like this. it is very hard to grasp and very hard to even foresee the slight movement in my life to crawl out of this.
This is an emergency and so I will make it an easy read, as Amal CANNOT afford people scrolling past this post:
@amalashuor , a young mother needs your help in buying baby food for her daughter Maryam. At only 18 months old, Maryam is in danger of severe malnutrition and this may even put her life at risk.
Amal immediately needs to raise at least €5000 to buy necessary baby products like milk, cerelac and even nappies.
I cannot overstate how important this is when Amal has been displaced TWICE in 10 days and has lost €4000 in transportation fees. She was in Rafah for a long time and recently had to flee to Khan Younis due to IOF aggression. And again from the east of Khan Younis to the West to escape shelling.
Currently she has exhausted most of the funds she had raised given how expensive the cost of living has become in Gaza. With no income, this Gofundme is what she depends on to survive.
IOF repeatedly targeting aide workers has forced UN to temporarily suspend all operations in Gaza strip. Henceforth food prices are expected to skyrocket even more and Amal is at a loss as to what to do since she already spends €2500 monthly on meagre amounts of food that the family then has to stretch as much as they can so as to not completely starve. Amal also needs personal hygiene products during periods to avoid infection- we often talk about women's rights and health on this site, so please help this mother by donating.
Currently at €33,167. Please get Amal to €40,000. The money would cover costs of both baby food and personal hygiene products.
Boothill and a corrupt USB with a “love virus”… and you’re the poor, unfortunate engineer forced to deal with him in this state, except his little metal heart has gotten too attached to you and the feeling of overbearing longing that you make him feel… on the bright side, your wanted posters look lovely together ♥︎
“crowleys gonna reject aziraphale in s3🥺‼️” crowley would walk on his hands and knees 1000 miles through a desert of broken glass for just the chance to hang out with aziraphale. be serious.
Trapped Family in Gaza Appeals for Help to Survive 🕊️🇵🇸🙏
I Samer Abu Ras, am reaching out to you with a heartfelt humanitarian appeal, after the ongoing war in Gaza has cast its dark shadow over my life and the lives of my family. Our lives were once filled with peace and stability before the onset of this catastrophe, but now, we find ourselves living in a situation described as nothing short of tragic.
Please note that the conversion rate is 1 USD =10 SEK
10$ = 100 SEK
50$= 500 SEK
100$= 1000 SEK
200$= 2000 SEK
My wife, Shurooq, our three children, and I are now homeless, without a source of income, and without hope for the future. My family and I have lost our businesses and our home due to the war, and we now have nothing left but the cold streets and troubled hearts.
My children are suffering greatly as a result of these horrific events. They have lost the security and stability they once enjoyed and are now facing new health and psychological challenges that threaten their lives. As a father and husband, I feel powerless in my ability to provide adequate protection and care for them.
My child, who is a year and a half old, is experiencing hardships far beyond his tender age. Since the war broke out, we had to flee our home and seek refuge in a tent in a displacement camp. My child lives in extremely difficult conditions, deprived of safety and stability. The tent does not provide adequate protection from harsh weather, and food and medicine are scarce. My child suffers from malnutrition and illness, lacking basic healthcare. He cannot play or grow in a healthy and suitable environment. My only dream is to see him grow up in a safe place full of opportunities
In the face of difficult circumstances, Samer Abu Ras and his family find themselves facing serious challenges in their daily lives. They reside in a modest tent lacking comfort and security, suffering from a shortage of clean water and food, and encountering difficulties in accessing necessary healthcare. Despite these challenges, they continue to express hope and resilience in confronting adversity, holding onto hope for a better tomorrow and a return to a more stable and secure life.
I appeal to you today, dear friends, to extend to me a helping hand in escaping this hell. Regardless of the size of the donation, every drop of generosity will contribute to alleviating our suffering and rebuilding our lives anew.
We need your help to secure the funds necessary to travel away from these destructive wars and seek a safe and stable environment where we can build a better future for our children
Let us stand together in these difficult times and let hope triumph over despair by providing support and assistance to those in dire need. Let us be part of the solution and build a better future for ourselves and future generations.
Thank you for listening and for the potential generosity of your giving, and for your generous donations that will change the lives of my family for the better.
NOOOO I wasted all my keys on Platinum Malleus, HOW CAN THEY DO THIS TO ME
(I do kinda love that this is officially "Raven Jacket" Crowley though) (does this open up the possibility of a selection of future Crowley fashion cards)
Moon-kissed child of Hircine: / Accept mine proffered blessing do / So thou wilt never flee or rue. / From faun to fear-bringer, / Nadir to night-singer / Even the odds and return those who huntest thou to basest parts / Hearts and all.
My Skyrim Dragonborn, Vakna True-Thunder shortly after turning an unlucky band of highwaymen into a three-course meal. Wanted to make an illustration alluding to her history with lycanthropy and the Daedric Prince of Prey over the course of a decade. After all, where is the sport in hunting an unarmed prisoner on the run--a young messenger for the Jarl of Windhelm himself who had yet to see even her sixteenth winter? The pursuing Dominion jailers and hounds never had any intention of playing fair, blood moon or not, so Hircine offered the desperate girl the power to even these odds and make his forest a proper hunting ground once more. And in years since, she has certainly never let this power go to waste.