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My name is Mahmoud. I live in Gaza with my family, and we are going through a very difficult financial situation. I tried to create a donation link for my family, but I couldn't find someone to help organize and manage the campaign 🥺💔So my friend Ahmed decided to support me by sharing his own family’s donation link, and we agreed to split the donations between our two families.

Right now, we have almost no food, and the cost of living has become unbearable due to the siege, soaring prices, and the closure of all crossings.Everything has doubled in price in an unimaginable way 🥲🥺

We might be forced to flee to southern Gaza after the announcement of a full invasion of Gaza City 💔

The bombing and destruction never stop — not for a single moment. There is no longer any real life in Gaza. We are just struggling to survive, trying to secure the bare minimum: water and food.

Winter is coming, and we have no winter clothing after our home was destroyed and we were displaced multiple times 😭🥲Please, we urgently need financial help to buy food and store some in case the situation worsens.

This is our donation link.

Please remember: donations are shared between two families. So, for the sake of God, help us, my friend. Save our children, my younger siblings, my parents, and even my older siblings — we are all homeless and hungry 🥺🥲💔

My name is Sahar. Like any young woman, I dreamed of a stable and happy life. I was engaged to Mohammad, and together, we dreamed of building a warm little home where we could start our life. We spent years preparing our house, but just before our wedding, everything was destroyed in an instant by the war.

I was faced with a choice: to leave Mohammad in the midst of this chaos or to stand by him and begin our journey together, no matter how difficult it might be. I chose him. We got married, not in the dream wedding I had envisioned, but under the harsh reality of war. Our new home became a fragile tent, offering neither comfort nor security.

After we got married, I received the news that I was pregnant with my daughter, and I live in constant fear for my unborn child. I am terrified of the world she will be born into—a world of poverty, hunger, and bitter cold. We have been displaced from our home more than nine times, carrying with us nothing but the burden of loss and the hope of survival. The house we dreamed of is now rubble, and the tent we live in barely protects us from the rain and cold.How will I protect my daughter? We struggle to find enough food. Basic necessities like milk, blankets, and clothing feel impossibly out of reach. The cost of survival has become unbearable. Every night, I am haunted by the thought: how can I bring her into this world, knowing I cannot keep her safe?

After a long pregnancy filled with pain and fear, after nights without sleep, I finally gave birth to my baby girl. She was born in the middle of bombing, surrounded by destruction and poverty—not in a warm room, not in a safe place. Her first cry mixed with the sound of explosions, as if she was announcing her arrival into a cruel world she never chose.

I gave birth to her with nothing but my heart. I cannot promise her anything. Poverty surrounds us from every side, and the cold reaches her tiny body before night even comes. My baby and I are suffering deeply, not because we ask for much, but because I am unable to provide her with the most basic needs: milk, warmth, and safety.

When I look into her eyes, I feel strength. When I look at my empty hands, I break down in tears. I am a mother trying to save her child from hunger and fear, in a world that has shown no mercy even to the dreams of children.😢🥹

To donate or support us, here is the link 👇🙏

My name is Suhaila, a mother of five children.

My daughter Mira is in a very critical condition, and every passing moment brings us closer to losing her if help does not arrive in time.

I hold her small hand, watch her struggle to breathe, and pray for one more chance for her life.

Please… act now. Silence is taking her away from me. Every moment without help brings us closer to losing her. I beg you from my heart, don’t scroll past—help us before it’s too late.

Every second matters. Any small donation can help save her life. Please don’t ignore us. Share this message, donate if you can. Your kindness could give my daughter a chance to live and see tomorrow

Every second now is precious, and every act of kindness could be the reason she survives.

I am not asking for anything impossible—just a chance for my daughter to live, to stay with her siblings, and to have a tomorrow.

Please do not ignore this message.

If you cannot donate, please share it.

Your compassion might be the reason Mira lives.

I beg you with all my heart, stop here – donate, share, choose compassion before this silence becomes my daughter’s end.

Thank you for listeningMy daughter is on the edge of death. Every passing second could cost her life.

Share, donate now, and don’t let silence steal her minutes. Your kindness can save her today.

Donation link below 👇

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My children are searching for their clothes under the rubble. This is my destroyed home Please help my orphaned children in Palestine. Help them

Help us. Save us. We are slowly dying. 😭💔🙏

I am a mother of five children, and today we are living through one of the most terrifying moments of our lives.

The army has ordered the evacuation of the areas around us. People are running in fear, carrying their children and whatever little they have left. I recorded a video so the world can see the suffering we are going through and the fear surrounding us every second.

We have no money to leave, no safe place to go, and nowhere to protect my children. Every moment feels like danger is getting closer to us. My children are terrified, and I do not know how to keep them safe anymore.

Please, I beg you, help us before it is too late. Help us before we are bombed and disappear like so many others. Any support, donation, or share could save the lives of my children.

Please do not ignore our cries for help.

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Hello everyone! Soon I'll be having surgery to correct my scoliosis, and a while back my boss promised me more hours until then because there’s going to be a wait before I receive my disability money, and I need a stable paycheck to help my boyfriend pay for essentials, especially with his low and decreasing hours. However, she completely failed to do this despite other coworkers of mine receiving more hours, so now I have to resort to commissions to help keep us afloat. Money will go towards electricity, utilities, food, gas, ect.

Feel free to commission me either through ko-fi or through my dms on tumblr! You can also donate if you can't afford a commission but would still like to help out. Also, I don't know how well my recovery is going to go, so I really appreciate your patience while I work on commissions during this time!