Even worse, I was injured when our house was bombed while we were inside. I was hit by shrapnel that is still embedded in my body, and I need urgent surgery. I constant pain ever since. My surgery is very expensive, and I don't have enough money for it. Now I can't sleep because of the excruciating pain, and I can't afford the pain medication because it's so expensive.

I need your h@lp to get rid of my pain. Please, I don't want to die. H@lp me raiise the mOney I need for my medication and surgery as quickly as possible so I can travel to a safe country. Please stand by me.

Please help my friend Fadel. He needs funds urgently for his medication. He is in so much pain, and due to blockades, medication for pain relief is extremely expensive. Please have compassion and donate as soon as you have the means.

“Malthus declares in plain English that the right to live, a right previously asserted in favour of every man in the world, is nonsense. He quotes the words of a poet, that the poor man comes to the feast of Nature and finds no cover laid for him, and adds that ‘she bids him begone’, for he did not before his birth ask of society whether or not he is welcome. This is now the pet theory of all genuine English bourgeois, and very naturally, since it is the most specious excuse for them, and has moreover, a good deal of truth in it under existing conditions. If, then, the problem is not to make the ‘surplus population’ useful, to transform it into available population, but merely to let it starve to death in the least objectionable way and to prevent its having too many children, this, of course, is simple enough, provided the surplus population perceives its own superfluousness and takes kindly to starvation. There is, however, in spite of the strenuous exertions of the humane bourgeoisie, no immediate prospect of its succeeding in bringing about such a disposition among the workers. The workers have taken it into their heads that they, with their busy hands, are the necessary, and the rich capitalists, who do nothing, the surplus population.” ― Friedrich Engels, The Condition of the Working Class in England

LIFE IN GAZA IS SO HARD EVERYTHING HERE IS SO DIFFICULT ):

I dream of a cold glass of water. The heat is unbearable, and the tent feels like an oven.

Please share our story. Don’t leave us alone.

The occupation bombed my friend's house while he was still inside, and though he survived, he has been waiting for medical evacuation for years. In this time, he has been without adequate shelter, food, clean water, or consistent access to medications to manage his disability. His conditions have gotten more severe the longer he is forced to endure these genocidal conditions. Fadel has developed severe anemia requiring frequent hospitalization, and his medications now cost $800 a month, not including pain relief.

My friends, I do not want to go back to the multiple fainting spells I have experienced. Please stand by me and help me to buy my medicine urgently. Please do not leave me in this predicament.