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Have you ever tried living for two full years in a makeshift tent that protects you from neither the scorching heat of summer nor the freezing cold of winter?

Have you lived without clean water, without proper food, in a place that isn’t suitable for human beings?

We are living in tragic conditions. We barely eat enough to keep hunger away, and whatever food we find is nothing close to what a human body needs.

Have you ever been in severe pain that feels like your body is tearing apart simply because there is no medicine? And when medicine does appear, it is either a rare miracle or sold at a price we can never afford.

Our life has become something that words cannot fully describe.

We are suffering every moment, in every part of daily life. And asking for help is not easy for me, but our reality is far harsher than anything we can face alone.

Your kindness, your humanity, your support are the only things keeping us going. Without your help, I don’t know how we would have survived these months.

Please continue supporting my family by donating and sharing this post.

We are in desperate need, especially for my ill father whose medicine has become nearly impossible to secure.

Your generosity is the only light we have left.

📌This is my new account on Suhffed, after the beneficiary’s account was banned on GoFundMe, and the alternative account on Ko-fi was also banned.

Click here to donate to Gaza, don't forget Gaza

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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Help Anas family !!!! 🇵🇸

Please help us, the Anas family, we lost everything because of the devastating war against us. Read our story and don’t forget to donate to us, because every dollar is important to us. You think it is useless, but the opposite is true, it is very important to us

Donation link : 🙏👇

2 houseless disabled trans women. We're trying to get into an apartment. We need 1400 for January. Her birthday is this January. We might be able to find some sort of assistance or income, but basically regardless we need to get out of the van for all of our mental and physical healths. I think income would be easier outside of this. Her EDS is causing her rib or shoulder blade to sublux in the cramped space we're sleeping, she's allergic to the mold. Etc. The van has been a useful failsafe but it needs to be gotten rid of. Anything helps. <3

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hi evernynyan i know this is sooner than what i usually make these posts but we had a big problem. the power company showed up today and disconnected me from the power, taking my cables with them and leaving me (literally) in the dark. i have mentioned before that i have a motor disability and need constant upkeep and medication. well, a lot of my medication has to be refrigerated so you can see how this is troublesome. and this is not even getting into how it affects my mom who has been doing a cancer treatment and making a lot of progress that we don't want to have to go back on. i'm merging my usual monthly goals for january into this post, with the cost of getting electricity again being 400 usd, and our medical and rent expenses being 1600 this month. please help us, i just want to keep a roof over my head and get my meds.

my links are:

paypal: https://paypal.me/V3nusP

hello friends i am reposting this because as posts gain notes they typically lose traction. i have amazingly received nearly halfway to my goal and i cant believe it. i understand keeping momentum for things like this is the most important part so im sorry if im annoying and oversharing it and being obnoxious, i am only doing it because i truly cant beat this thing on my own

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

 A Mother’s Message

They urgently, URGENTLY need your donation.

A reblog that’s all it really takes. There are campaigns on here with tens of thousands of notes how do you think they got there?

By everyone scrolling past? Complain about morality OCD and compassion burnout all you want. My friend Ghada's family survived the bombing, but they are not safe.

Even after the so-called ceasefire, their lives are still hanging by a thread. At any moment I am not speaking to Ghada, it is possible that she has no food, no shelter, no safety this is what “after the war” looks like in Gaza.

Think about living with ruins instead of homes, fear instead of stability, and the echo of everything they lost. There’s no “getting used to” that as your constant reality.

So when I ask you to reblog this post, think about the lack of effort it would take to flick your thumb and realize it could still be saving the lives of 14 people, affected by destruction and trauma far beyond what you could possibly imagine on your own.

They urgently, URGENTLY need your donation.

A reblog that’s all it really takes. There are campaigns on here with tens of thousands of notes how do you think they got there?

By everyone scrolling past? Complain about morality OCD and compassion burnout all you want. My friend Ghada's family survived the bombing, but they are not safe.

Even after the so-called ceasefire, their lives are still hanging by a thread. At any moment I am not speaking to Ghada, it is possible that she has no food, no shelter, no safety this is what “after the war” looks like in Gaza.

Think about living with ruins instead of homes, fear instead of stability, and the echo of everything they lost. There’s no “getting used to” that as your constant reality.

So when I ask you to reblog this post, think about the lack of effort it would take to flick your thumb and realize it could still be saving the lives of 14 people, affected by destruction and trauma far beyond what you could possibly imagine on your own.

Heavy winter rains caused flooding in displaced persons camps in Gaza, destroying tents and people's belongings, and causing great suffering due to the lack of shelter and clean water.

any donations or sharing is heavily appreciated.

I’m making this post on the behalf of my friend Hamza and his brother Sami. Them and their family are STILL suffering in Gaza as Israel continues to violate the ceasefire agreement. They’re currently living in a tent, and saving up to leave the strip and start a new life.

As a season full of family, friends, and giving approaches many of us, one of the most beautiful and impactful things we can do is give to others. Sami’s family has many small children within it, who would all greatly benefit from aid. If you can’t donate please reblog, anything helps!