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hi, I’m pnk, and soon, I’ll be moving into an apartment with my fiance. unfortunately, I recently got into a car accident and now im unexpectedly stuck with a lot less money. I have a new job lined up for the end of March, but I still won’t be getting paid for a while.

We really want to live where we will be because it’s a progressive area and we want to stay away from our home state because it’s Very Very conservative and we’re both worried about losing our rights.

We really need money to help us out with our rent for the first month or so of living there, so we’d HIGHLY appreciate any donations, it would save us a TON of suffering.

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🌊👀 Can you sea them?

Yes, food has entered the Strip…

but not as aid — it’s being sold to us at high prices.

Prices have dropped slightly, but they’re still far from normal. The same goes for money transfer fees — lower, yet still too high.

The army hasn’t withdrawn from most areas of Gaza.

Entire cities like Rafah haven’t seen the army move back even a single meter

Anyone who approaches Rafah or the so-called “yellow line” is targeted immediately — that line marks the areas under full occupation control.

Tens of thousands of missing people are still trapped under the rubble of their homes, waiting to be pulled out and buried with dignity.

No country or organization is helping. Civilians dig with their bare hands 💔

Thousands of detainees from Gaza remain in occupation prisons, including doctors like Dr. Hossam Abu Safieh, with no sign of release.

The bombing has never stopped — not for a single day

Every day there are airstrikes, shootings, and martyrs… while the world stays silent and hypocritical.

We still live in tents, worn and fragile, as winter approaches.

The rain and wind will soon bring another disaster.

Gas hasn’t entered Gaza; we only hear about it in the news.

We cook over open fires, and even firewood is expensive.

Meat, chicken, and vegetables are available in the markets,

but only for those who can afford them — a kilo of chicken costs around 50 USD!

Most medicines are gone from hospitals and pharmacies.

Those who find a painkiller are considered lucky.

Water is another daily struggle — we travel long distances to buy 20 liters for 10 shekels.

Since the ceasefire was announced, the world seems to think the war has ended.

Aid has slowed, attention has faded, and many have forgotten us.

But the truth is… nothing has changed.

We are still here, still suffering, still waiting for your voices, your prayers, your solidarity.

I am from Gaza — a father whose only goal is to keep his children alive.Our home was destroyed 🏚️,

and we no longer have a place to shelter.We move from one place to another, searching for safety, warmth, and a piece of bread 🍞.

My children go to sleep hungry 😢,and my wife and daughter were injured and are still living with pain 💔.

There is no work, no income, and no certainty about tomorrow — only fear.In Gaza, we do not dream big dreams.We only dream of a day that passes in peace 🌅,

a meal that fills our children’s stomachs,and a night where they can sleep withouut the sound of bombing.This is not just a story of sorrow,but the testimony of a human being trying to survive,clinging to life despite everything.Gaza is not numbers.

Gaza is faces, children, and hearts that grow tired — but never surrender 🇵🇸

I am Jaafar from Gaza. I am currently in northern Gaza, and we have not yet been displaced to the south. Things are very difficult here — the cost of moving to the south is $1,000, and a single tent also costs $1,000, if we can even find a place in southern Gaza. The south is overcrowded, and renting a plot of land costs $1,000 per month, or even more depending on the area. 🙂😢

I started a donation campaign in the middle of the war and received good support, but due to personal circumstances, I recently created a new link, and unfortunately, I have only received a small amount of donations so far. 😓💔 I appeal to you to help me with my new campaign and donate whatever you can 🥺😭. Every amount you give will save the lives of my family and me and may help us cover the cost of moving to southern Gaza! 😓 Thank you, and I pray that God blesses you and provides for you 🧡🫂

Here is the donation link ⬇️**

My daughters spend their days standing in long lines for water and bread instead of living their childhood 🥺 My husband was also injured while trying to bring food for us during the famine.

I created this fundraiser with a broken heart, only hoping to protect my daughters and give them a chance to live with dignity, safety, and hope again 🙏

Any donation, no matter how small, can help us survive. And if you cannot donate, sharing our story may help us reach someone who can, but please try to support us with a donation because my campaign is still new and my little girls desperately need your help 🌿

I never imagined that my life would become like this.

Before the war, we had a home, a normal life, and dreams for the future. Then everything changed. My father was killed, and with him, the sense of safety that held our family together. Our home was destroyed, and in a single moment, everything we had was gone. 🏠💔

Today, my family and I live in a small tent by the sea. ⛺🌊 We are seven people struggling to survive each day with very limited food, clean water, and basic necessities.

I became responsible for my entire family overnight. 👨‍👩‍👧‍👦 Not because I was ready, but because there was no other choice. My younger siblings depend on me for everything, and every day I worry about how I will provide for them.

My sister is trying to continue her university education. 🎓 She has worked so hard for her future, but she may lose that opportunity because we cannot afford her tuition fees.

Some time ago, a kind friend created a fundraising campaign for me. That campaign gave my family hope during one of the darkest periods of our lives. Unfortunately, my friend later faced serious family problems, and his mother forced him to stop helping me. As a result, the campaign was closed, and I lost the only fundraising support my family had.

Since then, I have been struggling on my own.

Without a campaign or support, I honestly do not know how to meet my family's basic needs. There are days when finding enough food for everyone feels impossible. The weight of responsibility is overwhelming, but I keep going because my family has no one else to rely on. 😢💔🥺

For those who would like to support me directly, I have added my PayPal information in my bio.

If you are kind enough to help me create a fundraising campaign, or if you would like to reach out to me, please contact me. Your support could give my family hope again and help us through this incredibly difficult time. 😢🙏💔

📱 WhatsApp: +970593243264

📸 Instagram: @jaafar42007

🎮 Discord: obaidajaafar