and this is my house,

A few months ago, I committed to my goal with great enthusiasm. It was a magic number, $1000. I was working on it passionately, and every time I managed to save some money, I felt like I was getting closer to my dream.

The dream? "A tent."

I wanted to buy a tent because I left my home in the north for the south and paid displacement costs you can't imagine. The idea of the tent gave me a sense of security. That if we couldn't go back, or if we entered another cycle of displacement, at least I would have a roof to protect me and my family.

Okay… a ceasefire agreement was made. And there was a possibility of returning to Gaza. To our house. Or to the rubble of our house.

So I said to myself, "Okay, we won't need the tent. My goal has been achieved without me achieving it."

But a few days later, I stood in front of the mirror and saw the exhaustion in my eyes. And I understood my mistake.

The goal was what was holding me together, what was giving me a reason to open my eyes every day while trapped between four walls, far from everything I know.

The goal isn't "a tent." The goal is "security." The goal is "the ability to rise again."

Now, my goal has been adjusted. The number is the same, $1000. But the purchases are different.

Instead of "a tent," my goal has become:

A portion for return expenses to Gaza (rent, transportation, food).

A portion to try to restore basic necessities in the house (anything that makes the place habitable).

A portion for emergencies for any medical expenses or essentials.

Nothing stops. The war has stopped, but the battle of rebuilding and establishing a life needs to begin. And I want to be ready for it.

So my goal is ongoing. I won't cancel it. I will adjust its course, just as we have adjusted all our life plans from the very first minute.

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This thousand-dollar journey is not about a tent or even about renovation. This is my personal journey to prove that they couldn't break my dream, even if they broke my house.

We will rebuild it from scratch. Because life doesn't end, and the will to live is stronger than everything.

$600 LEFT To reach the goal

$600 LEFT To reach the goal

$600 LEFT To reach the goal

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$200 LEFT LEFT LEFT PLS HELP

$200 LEFT LEFT LEFT PLS HELP

$200 LEFT LEFT LEFT PLS HELP

I am Suheila from Gaza, Palestine

Mother of five children

🏥✋ Today, I had surgery on my hand, and my condition is critical.

🩸⬇️ My blood level dropped to 6, and I am at risk of death ⚠️💀.

Please donate to me and help me. I am dying slowly. Save my life. Support me financially so I can buy medicine.

😔 I am weak, in pain, and exhausted.

💊❌ I have no money for treatment or medicine.

🍞❌ There is no food in my home.

👶🍼 I have an infant baby with no milk.

👨‍👩‍👧‍👦💔 I have 5 children with no food to eat.

🤕🚫 My husband is injured and unable to work.

🙏😭 Please, I am begging for help.

💵❤️ Any support, even a small amount, can save my life and my children.

We are a family of 7. Our home was completely destroyed 💥🏚️. There is no safety, no shelter, not even a tent 🏕️ to protect us from the cold ❄️ and rain 🌧️.

We are living on the streets 🏙️, without food 🍞, and our lives are in danger ⚠️.

Please, any help matters 🙏 — shelter, food, or urgent aid. Every moment counts

🤍🌍 Please don’t turn away.

🙏 Help us survive.

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“There is also something about remaining inside of the wreckage that is more seductive than pushing your way out of it alone…

If I have the destruction of something that I once loved to carry with me at all times, isn’t it like I still have a companion”

Hola, i'm Calli, a nonbinary mexican parent. Both my partner and I are chronically ill, we're the main providers for our family of 9, that includes his mom, dad and sister because they lost everything in a fire back in November 2023. TW for the house after the fire.

We are poor and unemployed, all adults have some chronic condition, chronic pain and we live constantly exposed to mold, rust and other issues the house has. The landlord does jackshit but sure comes to collect rent every now and then.

To top it off i have been getting harrassed by racist unkind people here, making me suicidal.

My blog's archive proving i have been here since 2013, the first post i ever reblogged.

https://chingaderita.tumblr.com/archive/2013/5

I sometimes share recipes too!

I have been offering spanish conversation classes online for $12 usd/hr. Right now im earning $12 a week, do you think I can support a family of 9 with that?

**I tracked down comments in notes ive made through the years, as far as 2016, I did all that even before this new tumblr update showing our comments so I did all that hard work for nothing lol, you can ask for links in my dm's this is already long enough as is.**

Our goal is to get our eldest's a couple of binders, his testosterone and medication he needs for a condition he needs a surgery for but we can't afford.

$0/$500

PAYPAL KOFI THRONE

He hasn't physically hurt us but we have to be very careful how we move, we can't leave our kids alone with him. This has made it nearly impossible to do things here, we still have no water, no way to flush, it already reeks, it's nauseating.

We need help affording water, the laundromat, cat food and a taxi to go retrieve the food you all sent from our throne to the pick up center to avoid risking him take the food from us.

We hope to be able to contact his stranded family, we're still asking every family member if they have their phones or socials to contact them.

Our son needs help getting his testosterone, he already missed this week's shot, please!!! It's $68 for it.

Can we also get $10 to get our daughter a haircut to fix what her grandpa did to her?

Please it's giving her dysphoria.