this uncomfortable silence lives deep in my bones

I have shared our story so many times because I don’t know any other way to help my family.

Some people may think posting online is easy, but it isn’t.

It is difficult to admit that you need help.

It is difficult to ask strangers to care.

It is difficult to keep hoping when support becomes slower and slower.

But I continue because my children are worth every attempt.

They deserve safety.

They deserve comfort.

They deserve the chance to enjoy simple things that many families take for granted.

So I am here again, asking you not to forget us.

If you can help, please do.

If you cannot, sharing our story can mean more than you imagine.

My campaign is verified by @bilal-sala7

Donation

a little less alone.

a little more hopeful that we’ll get through this

please donate as much as you can because that helps me a lot. If you cannot donate, tell people about my suffering.

my venmo is @str-ngeloop.

No medicine. No food. No safety.

Everything people rely on to survive is disappearing.

And in the middle of all this… my father is fighting to survive without his daily medication.

Please don’t ignore us.

Share or donate. 🙏💔

No medicine. No food. No safety.

Everything people rely on to survive is disappearing.

And in the middle of all this… my father is fighting to survive without his daily medication.

Please don’t ignore us.

Share or donate. 🙏💔

No medicine. No food. No safety.

Everything people rely on to survive is disappearing.

And in the middle of all this… my father is fighting to survive without his daily medication.

Please don’t ignore us.

Share or donate. 🙏💔

No medicine. No food. No safety.

Everything people rely on to survive is disappearing.

And in the middle of all this… my father is fighting to survive without his daily medication.

Please don’t ignore us.

Share or donate. 🙏💔

Many people write about us with beautiful words, and express our pain through poetry and music, but the truth is, that doesn’t ease what we are going through. We don’t just need words, we need real support to keep going.

Every day we try to hold on, but the exhaustion keeps growing, and the fear never leaves us, especially with my father’s illness and his constant need for treatment.

Please donate to my family . If you are able to help, please don’t let this be just something you read and move on from.

Thank you to everyone who truly cares and tries to help.

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 🌿

It’s engraved into my skin