SylvieAsh

until i realized that pathetic brit's name was howard and this was all in the aesthetic of dr seuss

For months I've been trying …

Trying to hold onto hope, to convince myself that years of hard work won't be in vain, that there's still goodness in people and a supportive heart in times of need .. 💔💔❤️‍🩹

But after all this time, the entire campaign only raised 994 euros… a small amount compared to the magnitude of the need, the pain, and the exhaustion I've endured .. 💔💔

Honestly, I'm starting to feel immense despair and a painful sense of betrayal.

Not just because of the lack of donations… but also because of the lack of participation from people who could have amplified my voice but didn't . 💔

The hardest feeling is when you feel like you're pleading for help, and the world just walks by as if you don't exist 💔💔

I expected to find people to stand by me, people to share my burden, even if just with a word or a gesture, but today I feel completely alone in facing everything .. ❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

And every day that passes, I feel even more trapped inside, like the world has let me down, and that the dream I've worked so hard for for years is crumbling before my eyes, and I'm helpless. 💔💔

If you are unable to help, at least participate… your participation could be the reason for saving what remains of my hope 🙏🙏🙏

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Hello my friends, I truly thank you for your great support.

But I urgently need your help.

My wife is pregnant and needs many vitamins.

I have also become in debt to many people because of the difficult economic situation.

I started a small project so I could rely on myself, but it will fail if you don’t help me. There are not enough food supplies available.

I take care of my elderly mother and father.

Please try to help me.

No matter how small your donation is, it will help me provide a decent life for my family.

Hello, my name is Nadin. I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate, a wife—and now, a mother.

I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small studio, of creating art that told stories. I used to think about colors and fonts and the future.

Then, the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.

On October 22, 2023, I learned I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home, killing 25 members—his mother, siblings, nieces and nephews—entire branches of our family in seconds.

We were displaced twice. Everything was gone—home, safety, routine, rest.

A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib, no celebration—not even stillness. But she arrived, quietly and beautifully. In her eyes I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.

Now, our days are shaped by decisions that could dismantle the future we are trying to build together.

Today, Israel’s government is discussing plans for a full military occupation of the Gaza Strip, including Gaza City and southern regions. The stated aim: to eliminate Hamas and later hand governing control to allied Arab forces—not Israel—but with no clear path to peace or normalcy.

The humanitarian fallout is devastating. More than 61,000 Palestinians have died in this war; hunger and malnutrition are rising sharply. Hospitals in north Gaza have shut down, and 193 people have now died of starvation, nearly half of them children.

Aid remains blocked, water is scarce, and many risk dying of hunger or disease long before future promises arrive.

We Don’t Know What Comes Next There’s no clear path forward—only uncertainty for our daughter’s life and our ability to survive another day.

How You Can Help I’m asking for support—not for comfort, but for survival:

Help us meet basic needs so we can breathe, heal, and preserve a world for our daughter.

Support us as I try to stand again on my own feet—even a glimmer of stability matters.