All It Takes

Unfortunately

Our tent was flooded and torn due to the winter.

Unfortunately

Our tent was flooded and torn due to the winter.

If you don't want to help me with my treatment for chronic illnesses like depression, which is currently overwhelming me, please help me reunite with my sister Samah in Canada so I can undergo treatment there. I will share the family reunification documents. Please help me in any way you can; donate to help me.

If you'd like to support a family this holiday, please consider donating to my friend Nader's fundraiser. He's got a large family, including a young niece and a sick father. It's the right time of year to be kind and caring towards others, and they could really use the help.

If you don't want to help me with my treatment for chronic illnesses like depression, which is currently overwhelming me, please help me reunite with my sister Samah in Canada so I can undergo treatment there. I will share the family reunification documents. Please help me in any way you can; donate to help me.

The Shehab family (@danashehab) has been verified and fundraising for over a year. They, along with @amalashournew have started a new campaign to support their families. Their families have been displaced countless times, and they are currently completely unsheltered without even a tent.

Amal's husband was shot in the foot by IOF soldiers, and Amal herself is pregnant with a fast-approaching due date. These families have come together to raise funds to support themselves and their loved ones, and they need our support now more than ever. I was able to donate $15 to these two families. If you're able, please match my donation (any amount up to or more than $15 is fine, whatever you're able to give!). Here is the link to their fundraiser:

If you're not able to donate, please reblog their posts. Share the Shehab and Ashour families' fundraisers with others outside of tumblr, anyone you know who is willing and able to help. Let's do everything we can to get them the funds they need as quickly as possible!

Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #641)

Please help me rebuild my life 🙏

‼️ Ceasefire ‼️

Hello my friends

I want to thank you from the bottom of my heart for your support and for standing by me through all this time.Thank God, the war has finally ended… but our suffering hasn’t.In fact, it has just begun — the struggle to rebuild our lives, to provide a decent life for our children, and to restore the future that was stolen from us.During the war, my wife gave birth to our baby girl, Masa, amid crisis and famine.Although the sounds of bombing have stopped, the cries of need remain — for shelter, food, water, and clothing. Prices are still unbearably high, and I have no source of income.That’s why I need your support now more than ever,to help me provide a dignified life for my family and rebuild what we’ve lost.

So please help me and donate 🙏

I am sitting now in my tent, freezing cold. I don't know how to warm myself and my children, who have started to wet themselves from the extreme cold.

A very bad reality, we live in suffering every moment, how can I live in these harsh conditions in the absence of the most basic necessities of human life?

I don't want much, I just want to live a human life

Please donate

Today I am almost sixteen, after living through two years that felt like a hundred filled with pain, displacement, and loss.

Two years of war that devoured our dreams and childhood, stealing our sense of safety, our education, our very lives.

I used to be a top student, full of big hopes for my future.

But I’ve lost two whole years of learning, two years of my life, my future, my self.

This cursed war destroyed everything around us.

It changed our faces and left our bodies frail from hunger and deprivation.

It denied us food and water, medicine and rest, everything that makes life bearable.

It erased all our beautiful memories, stole our laughter and peace, and left us wearing the faces of survivors.

My family and I have lived between bombings and ruins, hunger and fear.

We moved from place to place searching for shelter, sometimes sleeping under the open sky,

sometimes in places unfit for life, between the freezing cold and the burning sun.

I’ve seen the fear in my sister’s and brother’s eyes, and in the faces of the few friends who remain.

I’ve seen my father, sick and jobless, helpless to provide us with food.

And I’ve seen my mother try to stay strong while everything around us collapses.

Two years of impossible survival. Two years of waiting for a ceasefire that never came.

And today, after the announcement of a new ceasefire agreement, we feel both hope and fear.

We pray that this time it will hold, that this time it will be real.

Hope that this nightmare will finally end, and fear that we will be let down once again,

as we have every time peace seemed near and this cursed war continued.

Please, don’t leave us alone.

Help us. Share our voices. Support us in any way you can.

Gaza today is not a place for the living. It’s a witness to the world’s silence.

My name is Ahmad, from Gaza.

I once dreamed of becoming something great.

But now I only dream of a day without bombing, and a morning that feels like the ones we used to know before the war.

📌 Fundraiser vetted (#167 by el-shab-hussein & nabulsi)

📌 Main Tumblr: @ahmadwaleed55

708 Days of Suffering

During this period, we experienced many tragic events and witnessed many moments of death. As I recall those days, I stand in amazement that we are still alive, continuing our struggle until the day this cursed war ends, striving to build a future for ourselves that will make us forget the bitterness of these days and compensate for the cruelty we have lived and endured. I remember when the war began and the bombing began everywhere. I would hug my children every night as if we were living our last night, and in the morning, we would become nothing but a memory. I also remember the day we left our home under the bombing and gunfire, and how death was everywhere. We all ran a long distance, and people were falling. I was dying, and the deadly bullets were everywhere. I also remember the day we returned to our home to find it a pile of rubble, and I clearly remember the tears streaming from my eyes like a waterfall. I also remember the day I decided to pitch a modest tent over the ruins of our home, and I remember how we slept in it. We were bombed and the tent burned, but we survived. Now, with every day that passes and we are able to buy our food and some of our necessities, I remember that it is thanks to you, the pioneers of this great struggle, how you stood by us and did not let us down. Thanks to your donations, we are still able to fight and continue, no matter how difficult the days are. Thank you all, my friends. I am so proud of you and everything you have done for us, you generous people. I hope you will not abandon us and support us again to continue the struggle for life. Donate to us and share our posts. We trust no one but you, and you have always proven that you are our brothers and friends, indeed our family and comrades. And of course, humanity comes first and always.

vetted by @gazavetters, and (#287) on their list of verified campaigns.

It’s not the hunger..

Not the bombs..

Not the cold nights.

It’s when I hear the world whisper:

“What can I do? I am just one person.”

But let me tell you the truth no one dares to say:

One person is enough to stop a child from dying tonight.

One person is enough to turn despair into survival.

One person is enough to change our story.

∆My family doesn’t need “billions.” He needs you.

Right now. Today. Before it’s too late.

We are only 9000$ away from the goal.

Do not let history record that you saw us cry and chose silence. 💔💔

👁️‍🗨️ Donation link ✅✅

Thank God, after suffering greatly from healthcare, malnutrition, and the lack of all pregnancy requirements, and amidst famine,

I was blessed with a beautiful baby girl, a girl I had been eagerly awaiting after three boys.

But now I need you. I need your support in providing milk, diapers, and birth supplies. Please do not abandon us. We need you.

between relentless bombing and the fear that never leaves our hearts. Each night falls upon us as if it could be our last, and we do not know if we will live to see the morning or be counted among the dead. I cry out from a heart heavy with pain: is there no one who hears us? Is there no one who can reach out and save our lives? Please, for the sake of your humanity, for the mercy within your hearts, help me and my family before this darkness consumes us.

My name is Samah, and I come to you with a prayer from the bottom of my heart. I want to share with you the story of my family in Gaza—a family of 28 who desperately need your help and compassion. Last October, our world was turned upside down when our home was destroyed by an airstrike during the Gaza War. Now, my family finds themselves homeless, living in a tent that offers little protection from the dangers around it. Every day, they are haunted by the sounds of explosions, and fear weighs heavy on our hearts. Life in Gaza has become a constant struggle. The children, all 15 of them, are unable to go to school, deprived of the opportunity to learn and play as children should. All we want is to live like everyone else—to laugh, to learn, and to feel safe in our home. But in these difficult times, hope is precious. With each passing day, it becomes harder and harder to find a way out of our situation. So I turn to you, asking for your help in bringing light back into our lives. Your support makes all the difference in my family’s lives, making them feel safe and giving them a chance to live without fear. Even more importantly, your kindness shows us that we are not alone, that there are those who care and are ready to help us start over. Please open your hearts and join us in this urgent mission to bring hope and healing to my family in Gaza. Together, we can make a difference and give them a chance at a better future. I thank you from the bottom of my heart for your kindness and generosity.

With hope,

Samah

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i don't think that they need to write an extraordinary post or make a catchy comic or post pictures of their starving children to be able to raise money for their families. it is dehumanising.

alaa has been fundraising for more than a year and still hasn't raised 50% of her goal. please be generous to her and her young children so that they can survive in gaza. her fundraiser is verified.