Deadline 12 June

Subject: Collecting the money to buy the medicine to my elderly parents

Current process:

USD 16,145 / $17,065

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My heart is breaking. We still need $920 to buy the medications that keep my mother and father alive. They are elderly, sick, and depend on these medicines every day. I try to stay strong in front of them, but inside I am terrified. I cannot bear the thought of watching their health decline simply because we cannot afford the treatment they need.💔

I keep staring at the remaining amount and wondering how I can save them. Yet if only 37 people donated $25 each, we could reach our goal. For many, $25 may be a small expense, but for my parents it could mean receiving the medicine that helps them continue their fight against illness.

Please, I am begging you, do not scroll past our plea. Imagine your mother or father needing medication and you being unable to provide it. Imagine watching them grow weaker while feeling completely helpless. That is the reality I am living every day.😔

Every donation, no matter how small, brings hope to my family. Please help us protect my parents and give them a chance to continue their treatment. We are desperately holding on, praying that compassionate people will hear our cry and stand beside us in this difficult moment.🙏💔😔

There is something heartbreaking about watching such a beautiful sunset while wondering what tomorrow will bring.

For many families around the world, home is a place of safety. For us, home has become a memory. The war has taken away so much—our security, our stability, and the simple routines that once made life feel normal.

Every morning, we wake up facing uncertainty. Buildings have collapsed, schools have been disrupted, healthcare is limited, and even basic necessities like food, clean water, and shelter have become daily challenges.

In this video, you will see small moments from our lives. You will see a father trying to bring smiles to his children's faces amidst hardship. You will see children who still dream, laugh, and hope, even under circumstances no child should have to endure.

My children, Israa and Suhaib, deserve what every child deserves: the chance to learn, play, and sleep safely, and to look to the future with hope, not fear.

We are not headlines, and we are not just numbers. We are a real family who struggle every day to survive and maintain our dignity.

Many people have already turned away from Gaza. I hope you won't.

Please help us share our story. Be a voice for families whose voices are rarely heard.

If our story touches your heart, please consider supporting us. Your donation helps provide food, clean water, shelter, and other basic necessities that allow my family to keep going.

No donation is too small. Every act of kindness matters.❤️

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Thank you for reading, sharing, and standing beside a family that refuses to give up hope.

With gratitude from Gaza,

For more information, please consult her Instagram!

If you also have more to spare, please help Mona support her sister and niece who have been displaced 6 times over the course of the accelerated genocide.

Our last post isn't moving

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 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

A friend and mutual offered to help through comissions Friend is taking time off to finish commissions and rest

I'm adding my friend's comission sheet above with a picture the vet sent us with Kobeni, the anemic cat we took in our care who needs to get neutered and vet care. Also tracked down some interactions i've had throughout the years and a cropped screenshot of the email asking me to pay my healthcare monthly renewal before May 20th.

I sometimes share recipes too!

*And I tracked down a lot of comments I've made through the years even as far as 2016. Ask for them in dms cause I think that's overkill honestly. DONT EVER CALL ME A BOT, FUCK YOU!!!!*

We are running out of food, our safe foods, medications for chronic ailments like insulin and more, i need to pay my healthcare before may 20th and we need to pay $1,000 of rent for april/may. And my partner caught a flu, he needs a doctor but we have no money.

Of course we need to get a testosterone shot before Thursday so our eldest can continue transitioning, we're also accepting help affording a binder or getting a second hand one.

I have been offering spanish conversation classes online for $12 usd/hr.

$1000/$1,000+

$0/$1,000 rent

PAYPAL KOFI THRONE

*We made a throne to show some needs we have but usually don't get because we focus on food and bills, we're behind on rent and bills and need groceries so money would help us even more.

EDITED may 25th: thank you so much we got enough to cover a lot of basics, I can't thank you enough, we had a long conversation here to decide if we would use it for rent or to get groceries, meds, afford water for all our needs and tend to our cats.

Hola, I'm Calli, a mexican trans nonbinary parent, both me and my partner are chronically ill, suffer from chronic pain and have to navigate life with our disabilities almost without any aids, just recently we were able to get him a cane. This has left us unemployed, you can imagine without any special talents or degrees it's been impossible to find stable jobs.

We also take care of my in-laws, who are elderly, chronically ill and disabled.

I'm ashamed to admit that mutual aid has been our main source of income with our declining health. This has made us target for harassment and fucked our opportunities of keeping our family fed.

Right now our biggest priority is help our son get testosterone every week until his next appointment on July.

A friend has offered to help us raise funds to keep us afloat if you're interested in art commissions.

Our last post we got accused of being a bot even tho I've had my blog since 2013

My oldest post in my archive

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

All the shit keeps that keeps piling on

**I can offer links to comments and interactions I've had in tumblr as far as 2014**

We've been living in this moldy house which is also falling apart for the past 8 years, some of us have already been irreversible affected by the mold, but we can't move anywhere that can tolerate a family with 3 trans people and a couple with kids who refuse to marry.

$340/$600*

PAYPAL KOFI

*this isn't counting a mattress or cellphone. Seriously none of us can take sleeping on the floor, it's been real damaging

There is a continual need for funds to buy food, water, and medicine, but Israel's destruction of infrastructure in Gaza means that jobs are nearly nonexistence.

You can help this family stay alive through genocide by donating via:

GoFundMe

Or via:

venmo (@gothhabiba) paypal (paypal.me/Najia) Cashapp ($NajiaK)

all with note "🍓" or "strawberry"

$0 / $200 (as of May 30)

🇸🇩 free the people, free the land / solidarity with sudan 🌺

I am writing now so that this sentence does not become our reality tonight while she is still breathing.

I hold my wife close, counting her breaths, bargaining with time.

Donations are scarce; every second matters.

Please, stop.

Share, donate now. Your kindness could change tomorrow and keep her alive today please, now.

Silence is killing my wife faster than her pain.

Every ignored post steals minutes from her life.

I beg you, stop here: donate, share, choose compassion before this silence becomes her ending.

Another important thing I need to talk about is why people with followers on Tumblr don't help by sharing posts. Just one click can change the lives of many grieving families. Please donate to them or share.

During a groomer panic you found the small handful of backwards trans women who advocate for grooming (of primarily young trans women by the way) and elevated them as the true voice of the community.