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If you believe the war in Gaza Strip is over, you’re wrong.

The cameras moved on. The suffering didn’t.

Every single day, large numbers of people are killed.

The bombardment continues.

Civilians are still paying the price daily

Don’t confuse silence with peace.

Silence is just another form of abandonment.

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Every day here in Gaza feels like a year carved into our chests. The war isn’t like it was in the early days—the sky is quieter, the air carries less smoke, and the nights hold fewer explosions. But the pain… it still lives under the rubble, inside our memories, and in the empty spaces where our loved ones once stood.

I’m writing this today not because the war has completely ended, but because for the first time in a long while, it feels like the horizon is opening a little. A small space where we can breathe, gather ourselves, and try to rebuild what’s left of our lives. Yet every step forward feels like walking on wounded memories, and every stone from our destroyed home whispers stories we never got to finish.

We lived through nights so heavy we thought morning would never come. We lost things that can never be replaced—homes, dreams, pieces of our hearts. But we are still here… holding on, trying, fighting to stay standing despite everything.

And in the middle of this long road… there is a house. A house that once carried laughter, warmth, noise, and life. Today, all that remains is an image holding a memory—and rubble longing for the people who once lived inside.

Today, we are trying to rebuild—not just the walls of a house, but an entire life that was shattered. We are trying to create a new beginning, to live with dignity again, to give our family a sense of safety that we’ve been missing for so long.

We’re not writing this to mourn what was lost, but to ask for a chance to start again. We ask for your support because rebuilding after a war is not something one person can do alone—it is a human effort, a shared act of compassion. We need you. We need your hearts. We need your help to stand again.

Every contribution—no matter how small—makes a difference. It becomes part of our story, part of rebuilding a home, part of reviving a life that nearly faded.

The war may be almost over… but our journey back to life begins now.

he feels no shame for immediately being back in Ilya’s hotel room after being ghosted for six months, no shame after jerking off for him and having sex, no shame UNTIL he asks ilya clumsy questions about his personal life that cause ilya to shut down. nothing is shameful until he doesn’t want me here anymore and doesn’t even get up to say goodbye. ok.

okay here we go lou i'm going to recreate it as best i can. the ilya shame thesis lol.

i think there are two kinds of shame. one is shame as an immediate, visceral reaction to something. you do something or present yourself in a certain way. others react to you in a way that signals that you have done something wrong or that something about the way you are presenting yourself is not socially acceptable. you are immediately flooded with feelings of embarrassment or even humiliation as a result (the intensity of your feelings depends on the intensity of others' reactions to you or the nature of the unspoken social taboo you have violated). to me that is what shane is experiencing in the passage above. in that postcoital scene he makes a bid for connection (ie tries to clumsily inquire about ilya's inner life/feelings the way a friend or lover might). ilya rejects the bid pretty soundly (ignores him and then kicks him out). shane feels embarrassed and awkward and hurt, which i think we see more clearly in the show than in the books. the key thing about this first kind of shame is that it's situational and it passes. it doesn't seem to really touch shane's core sense of himself. shane doesn't generalize anything from this encounter other than "maybe i should stop hooking up with this guy and try dating other people” which is honestly a pretty healthy reaction lol.

then there is the second kind of shame. Shame with a capital S. this shame is not a reaction to a specific event but a fundamental way of understanding oneself. if you are shamed frequently enough, if you are exposed to the constant slow-drip of shame for long enough, you absorb the messaging of shame so deeply into yourself that it becomes your own inner voice. Shame with a capital S says: I know that I am not a good person. it is a deeply corrosive emotional state that feels like a dark spreading rot at the heart of you. that type of shame stems from (and fuels) the pervasive, all-encompassing sense like you are fundamentally bad, wrong, unlovable, lazy, deviant, sick, selfish, greedy, whatever—insert your adjective of choice (it's the one you have absorbed from the people or aspects of your environment that have persistently shamed you).

if you are a person who carries a lot of shame this doesn't necessarily mean you are walking around thinking I AM AN IRREDEEMABLE PIECE OF SHIT at all times. but your basic, fundamental, bedrock sense of yourself is: I am a piece of shit. I might cover it up by being funny or popular or sexy or talented, or by trying to act in ways that others will interpret as Good, but deep down i know this is a facade, because I am bad/lazy/selfish/sick/a person who hurts other people/pick your poison and nothing I do can change what I am. and while people who carry a lot of shame crave connection and care just like any other human they often find it intolerable to be in emotionally vulnerable situations. because 1) people might see what you really are, and 2) emotional vulnerability means laying yourself bare to other people's judgment, and capital S shame stems from repeated experiences of being persistently and cruelly judged.

how are you not ashamed? i’m ashamed, father. not nearly enough.

I think that a fundamental difference between these two characters is that at his core shane believes that he is a good person who is worthy of love. he certainly doesn't seem to feel THAT much angst about his sexuality. like, it would for sure be more convenient if he were bi, and he has to work through that, but he gets there without seeming to feel a lot of shame about it (though I would for the record read fic that plays up his shame here more than the books do). re: actually being gay though he worries about disappointing people who look up to him or have invested in him, and he worries about the impact being publicly out could have on his career, but i doubt that it would occur to him to worry about, say, his parents rejecting him. of course they'll love him unconditionally. they're his parents! having that bedrock certainty that you are Loved provides such incredible emotional/psychological insulation. it obviously doesn’t protect you from feeling embarrassed or guilty or unhappy. but it protects you from developing the core animating certainty of shame, which is: there is a spreading rot inside of me that poisons everything about me, and if I open up to others they will not see me as vulnerable and in need of care; they will instead see the rot inside of me, the rot that is me, and then they will abandon me and I will be alone. shane doesn't have any of that going on. he might have other fascinating issues to work through (the need to exert iron-fisted control over his body via eating restrictions/training/denial of pleasure, for instance). but i think if someone said to shane you are rotten to the core and I can see it in you it would bewilder him. what are you talking about? who the fuck are you? get out of my house i'm calling my mom and dad.

whereas. um. i think if someone said to ilya you are rotten to the core and I can see it in you, that would not confuse him. that would pretty much track with what he's been hearing and absorbing from his environment his whole life. you are lazy. you shirk responsibility. you are not a person of integrity. you embarrass me. you disgust me you disgust me you disgust me. how are you not ashamed? i'm ashamed, father. not nearly enough.

god... he is such a rich text... and i think what makes him soooo compelling, again, is that he's not walking around exuding self-loathing at all times. he's not tormented. he's funny, he's sexy, he's good at what he does. he likes testing boundaries and getting under people's skin. he's insanely charismatic and fun. but he has this sort of split personality thing going on, where he's all those things with his teammates or with shane or the media or whatever, and then when he's with his family he's somebody else. with his brother he's furious, angry, goaded into losing control instead of being the one goading others... but he's also powerless, weak, impotent, agreeing to send tens of thousands of dollars to a brother who calls him a whiny faggot and tells him to shut the fuck up. and with his father he's like... hoo boy! can a person dissociate so hard they vacate their body, leaving behind an empty shell they may never return to? ilya is certainly giving it his best shot! idk man there's a LOT going on with his family stuff... and that's not even TOUCHING the backstory with his mom. i will leave that mostly out since we haven't seen how the show is going to handle it yet, but let's just say this: you grow up in a verbally abusive household. you have one person who is totally, 100% in your corner, who loves you and whom you love and trust profoundly. and then that person chooses to leave you, in the most irrevocable way that one person can leave another. in the books ilya says he doesn't blame her, but as a twelve-year-old kid in that situation how do you not on some level blame yourself? especially if you are being told all the time that you are bad, selfish, lazy, worthless? the person you loved most in the world left you forever and never told you why. but the person now responsible for raising you will help fill in the blanks: it's because you were not worth staying for.

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Part 18

With the border expected to open soon, high school students (Tawjihi) are now able to apply for a passport.

The cost of the passport is 300 shekels, which is around 92 USD.

I am in urgent need of getting a passport so I can escape this harsh life and continue my education—just like any student who deserves the right to learn.

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Unfortunately, the Palestinian Ministry of Health has announced the suspension of chemotherapy, intravenous therapy, and medical follow-up services for cancer patients in the Gaza Strip. Eleven thousand cancer patients in Gaza, And I am one of them, I do not receive any treatmentand are at risk of death. I need you, I desperately need you, to be able to leave Gaza and pay for travel and treatment.

“I ran out of medication, I'm so tired, I can barely stand on my feet,and I need chemotherapy urgently“

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I am Raafat, 38 years old, from Gaza, a father of three. I die a little every day from the pain, the anguish, and the injustice. I have lost everything in this war: my home, my job, and my health. If you could see how my children and I live in Gaza, you wouldn't believe that a human being could endure all these horrors and still survive! If I were a rock, I would shatter; if I were a sea, I would evaporate; if I were a mountain, I would crumble; if I were iron, I would melt! But whoever perseveres, God will grant them patience.

I suffer from a malignant disease (CANCER) A synovial sarcoma (also known as malignant synovioma) is a rare form of cancer which occurs primarily in the extremities of the arms or legs, often in proximity to joint capsules and tendon sheaths. It is a type of soft-tissue sarcoma

Report proves the necessity of traveling abroad to receive treatment

I need surgery and medication. I can't get the necessary treatment in Gaza. Every day I go without treatment, the cancer continues to spread in my body, so I desperately need money for treatment and travel. If you help me achieve my goal, you will be saving the life of an entire family, not just Raafat. Don't let this family, which has already lost so much, lose their father.

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Every day here in Gaza feels like a year carved into our chests. The war isn’t like it was in the early days—the sky is quieter, the air carries less smoke, and the nights hold fewer explosions. But the pain… it still lives under the rubble, inside our memories, and in the empty spaces where our loved ones once stood.

I’m writing this today not because the war has completely ended, but because for the first time in a long while, it feels like the horizon is opening a little. A small space where we can breathe, gather ourselves, and try to rebuild what’s left of our lives. Yet every step forward feels like walking on wounded memories, and every stone from our destroyed home whispers stories we never got to finish.

We lived through nights so heavy we thought morning would never come. We lost things that can never be replaced—homes, dreams, pieces of our hearts. But we are still here… holding on, trying, fighting to stay standing despite everything.

And in the middle of this long road… there is a house. A house that once carried laughter, warmth, noise, and life. Today, all that remains is an image holding a memory—and rubble longing for the people who once lived inside.

Today, we are trying to rebuild—not just the walls of a house, but an entire life that was shattered. We are trying to create a new beginning, to live with dignity again, to give our family a sense of safety that we’ve been missing for so long.

We’re not writing this to mourn what was lost, but to ask for a chance to start again. We ask for your support because rebuilding after a war is not something one person can do alone—it is a human effort, a shared act of compassion. We need you. We need your hearts. We need your help to stand again.

Because Gaza has no working banking system, we use my brother U.S. Stripe account to safely process donations for our family. Nothing is hidden — every dollar goes where it should. We are ready to show proof of anything, at any time.

Every contribution—no matter how small—makes a difference. It becomes part of our story, part of rebuilding a home, part of reviving a life that nearly faded.

The war may be almost over… but our journey back to life begins now.

  A year has passed since that night, but nothing has really changed Our house is still rubble, our streets still carry the smell of smoke, and the sky still echoes with sounds that make Amira flinch in her sleep. She has just turned one. She’s learning to walk, holding my finger with her tiny hand, laughing at the smallest things — as if she doesn’t see the destruction around her. She doesn’t know the word “loss.” She never met her father, but when she smiles, I see him there. Sometimes I watch her sleeping, and I wonder what kind of world she will grow up in — whether she will ever know what peace feels like, what home smells like. And yet, when she opens her eyes in the morning and says “mama,” everything becomes bearable again. I want to rebuild our home. Not just for the walls — but for her future. For Amira to have a small room, a safe place to dream, a life that belongs to her, not to war. I’m not asking for much. Only for a chance to give her a beginning filled with warmth instead of fear

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The Nazi Israeli army began sweeping, destroying and bombing buildings on a very large scale, using weapons that we have never heard of before and that are very strange, as shown in the picture.

The Israeli incursion into the heart of Gaza City has forced countless families to flee south, leaving behind their homes, memories, and everything they hold dear. Imagine over 2 million people crammed into an area smaller than 40 kilometers, struggling to survive under constant bombardment. Streets that were once filled with life are now ruins; hospitals are overwhelmed, and basic necessities are scarce. Children are terrified, families are torn apart, and nowhere feels safe. This is not a battle it is collective punishment, a humanitarian nightmare unfolding in real time, and the world cannot turn away.

Map of Gaza City:

🔻 Blue: Fully controlled by Israeli forces

🔻 Red: Almost fully controlled by Israeli forces

🔻 Green: Currently under heavy fire, with many displaced people and civilians inside

🔻 Remaining areas: Where most of the remaining civilians are located

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