if you’re going to talk about the mass starvation of Palestinians (which thank you) and the long term epigenetic affects please don’t forget about Sudan. the Sudani people are going through one of the worst starvations in history. more than 24 Million are facing acute hunger, with an estimated 500,000 children alone already dead from starvation. please be vocal about the horrors happening in Sudan right now. they will feel it for generations to come as well and it is just as heartbreaking and anger at the world inducing and important to speak on it especially in the context of the dangers of forced famine
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Hello friends, I am Abdullah Salem Abdullah, 26 years old, a graduate of the University College with a degree in Information Technology - Mu
Hello friends, I am Abdullah Salem Abdullah Jaafar, 26 years old, a graduate of the University College with a degree in Information Technology - Multimedia. I used to have a beautiful family; I’m married and have four children, and my wife is pregnant.
I previously worked at a multimedia company, but because of the war, I lost my job, my home, my car, and now I have no place to live or work.
During the war, we were forced to evacuate more than four times. Each time, we had to leave everything behind without taking any of our personal belongings.
I live in northern Gaza.
We were displaced to southern Gaza, then to Deir al-Balah, then to Rafah, and now we live in an uninhabitable tent that is not suitable for living.
My daughter Rahaf was martyred in the war due to Israeli airstrikes. Now I have Iman, Malak, Basel, and my wife is in her seventh month of pregnancy.
Please, I am in desperate need of your help just to provide food and water for my children.
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.
My name is Nadin, and I’m a mother from Gaza.
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.
If you’ve read this far, thank you. If you can give—thank you. If you can’t—just sharing this post is a lifeline I will never forget.
Before you donate, please take a moment to read our story we really need u. 💔😔
This link is where you can help support our family, and reading our journey will show you exactly how your contribution can make a real difference.👇🙏
Hello, my name is Anas, and I am from Gaza.Some of you may already know me from my previous fundraiser on GoFundMe. I want to explain honest
Hello, my name is Anas, and I am from Gaza and this is Our Story from Gaza: Before and After 💔
Before the war, my family and I lived in the Shuja'iyya neighborhood of Gaza City. Our life was simple but full of meaning. I lived with my parents, my brother, and my sister in a home filled with love and laughter.
Every morning, my father and mother would wake up early to go to work, while my sister prepared for school. We had our normal daily routines, shared meals together, celebrated birthdays, and dreamed of the future.
It wasn’t a rich life, but it was ours. We had our house, a small piece of farmland, good neighbors, and beautiful land around us that gave us a sense of peace and belonging. My mother, father, and sister were always part of this daily rhythm, making our life feel ordinary yet full of warmth and stability.
Every Thursday, our whole family would gather at my grandmother’s house laughter, stories, and meals together. That special time brought us closer and filled our hearts with joy. Now, all of that is gone.
Our home between before and after 🥺💔
The Day Everything Changed
During the first week of the war, the bombing forced us to leave our home. We thought it would be temporary, but then came the news that broke us: our home was completely destroyed. Flattened to the ground. Everything we worked for and saved, every memory, gone in a moment.Since then, we have been displaced multiple times from Shuja'iyya to Rimal, then Al-Zawada, and finally Rafah. Each time we carried less with us. We’ve slept on floors, in schools, and even tents. Nights are freezing, days are unbearably hot. There is no clean water, no electricity, no toilets. We wait hours just for bread. We lost not only our home but also our jobs, our stability, and our sense of safety. Right now, our only dream is to survive tomorrow.
Why I Am Asking for Your Help
I am starting this campaign to support my family because the war destroyed everything we had our home, our land, our routines, and our sense of safety. Your help will allow us to rebuild our lives step by step.
and we are raising $20,000 to help my family survive and rebuild after the war. This amount will allow us to:
1-Rebuilding our home and farmland: Our house was completely destroyed, along with our small piece of farmland. These were not just buildings or land they were the heart of our daily life, where we felt safe and connected to our surroundings. We need help to repair and rebuild a stable home and restore the land that provided us with peace and sustenance.
2-Restoring our daily life and happiness: Before the war, we had routines and small joys working in the fields, sharing meals, celebrating birthdays, and seeing our neighbors regularly. Every Thursday, our family gathered at my grandmother’s house. Those ordinary days brought us happiness and a sense of belonging. We want to bring back some of that normal life.
3-Support for work and livelihoods: The war took away our jobs and sources of income. My parents, who used to work hard to provide for the family, can no longer earn a living safely. Donations will help us cover essential expenses and start rebuilding work opportunities so we can support ourselves again.
4-Food, clean water, and urgent health needs: Life now is a struggle for basic necessities. Your donation helps us access proper food, clean water, and medicine for urgent health needs.
Your support, no matter the amount, is not just money it’s hope, dignity, and a chance for a family who lost everything to start over. Every contribution helps us recover a little of the life we loved and the memories that made it special.
As of today, April 15, 2025, the latest satellite images of our home show that it has been completely destroyed
From My Heart ❤️
To everyone who supported us before, and to anyone reading this now thank you 🙏. I know the world is full of struggles, and I don’t take your kindness for granted.
Please, if you can, donate again through this new link or share it with others. Every bit of help means so much to me and my family. 💔🙏
Hello, my name is Anas, and I am from Gaza.Some of you may already know me from my previous fundraiser on GoFundMe. I want to explain honest
Even $20 will make a big difference and save us!
IMPORTANT: This campaign is real and verified. You can see all updates and amounts raised directly on the link.
You can check here so you can donate with confidence👉verified ✅
If you came from the tags , I want to reassure you, don’t worry, because @gaza-evacuation-funds helps me to make the post reach the largest number of people
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Some of you may already know me from my previous fundraiser on GoFundMe. I want to explain honestly what happened: I closed that campaign myself because receiving the money there was very difficult. Their strict policies only allowed transfers in one currency (USD), which made it hard for many people who wanted to support us in other currencies. Some donations could not even reach us, and part of the money had to be returned to the donors.
That’s why I decided to move my campaign here to chuffed.org. This platform is much better for our situation because it allows people to donate in different currencies (USD, EUR, and more). This way, support can truly reach us without these problems.
Thanks to your support, we have collected $22,236! 🙌
We have returned $2,300, and the remaining funds from our previous campaign are approximately $20,000.
With your help, we are now focusing on achieving our next goals:
Abdul Rahman Risks Death Daily. Will You Help Him Live?
Just 50 kg of flour costs $1,500 in Gaza. Places for distributing food aid are regularly bombed. Every time Abdul goes to get food for him and his siblings, there is no guarantee that he'll make it back alive.
Yet every day, Abdul walks through gunfire zones, hoping to find just enough food to feed his younger siblings.
His home has already been destroyed. His family was pulled from beneath the rubble. And still, hunger forces him to keep risking his life.
Abdul is counting on your donations, no matter big or small, to survive. Your help means food, safety, and a chance at life for this family.
Only 19% of the goal reached. Please donate today and don't forget to reblog to help this campaign reach the people who can help.
Hello, my name is Abdulrahman, and I'm working to raise funds for my family.… Abdul Rahman needs your support for Give Abdul Rahman's Family
Abdul's campaign has been verified by GazaVetters #642.
Today i want to ask you to donate to Ahmad's fundraiser or at least share it with someone that can. His mother is in critical condition in the hospital, and even before that Ahmad has been his mother's caretaker ever since the genocide started. They lost their home right after the war started. They cant afford the necessary medication and because of the famine, his already ill mother collapsed on the street. Every small donation counts so please don't hesitate to help!
This is their chuffed fundriser
This fundraiser has been shared by @/90-ghost, @/bilal-sala7, and @/nabulsi. It is also #152 on the Butterfly Effect Project vetted list.
For nearly two years, we’ve been living without a home — sleeping in the streets after our house was completely destroyed by war.
Just days ago, we were hit again in a brutal airstrike.
My niece lost her eye, and her sister was severely injured in the stomach.
We have no shelter, no medical support, and nowhere safe to go.
Please, from the bottom of my heart, I ask you:
Stand with us. Help us rebuild, help us treat our children, help us survive.
Any support — financial, medical, or even sharing this message — can save our live
💳 To donate: https://gofund.me/a4f6f516
My little daughter’s hand is broken and wrapped. The pain in her eyes is more than words can describe. We have no proper hospital, no electricity. Even cooking is done over rusty cans and open flames.
Everything simple has become dangerous—food, medicine, safety… nothing is guaranteed.
Just one reblog can help us be seen. Please, share. Help save a childhood that’s fading under the ashes.
I’d just like to point out the growth in this post has mostly coincided with elon’s public spiral downward and I’d like to think we’re all a small part of that
There's a mold problem where I live and it's lately been making my allergies worse; I often wake up in the middle of the night with either my lung airways blocked, or my nasal airways blocked, or worse. I never really medicated my allergies (at first because I couldn't afford them, and then more recently because I already medicate a dozen different things and didn't want to strain my kidneys any further) but past a certain point they became impossible to manage and I just had to resort to antihistamines. It took a couple tries to find what medication fixes what, but I now take desloratadine when my lower lung airways get blocked, and cetirizine when my nasal airways get blocked.
Today at 5am I was woken up by coughing fits and the wheezing from my lungs sounded like haunted pipes, but I took desloratadine and my breathing soon quieted down and I was able to go back to sleep. Then I woke up to a message from my Gazan friend Mohamed (who has no idea I too struggle with allergies) telling me how bad his allergies have gotten and how difficult it makes it to breathe, on top of everything else. Dealing with allergies this bad without medication was driving me nuts, so imagine going through allergic asthma, along with constant displacement, bombing, famine, and medication being scarce and x10 its original price...
I pay 10$ for both medications, Mohamed would need at least 100$, if he's lucky.
These are his medical documents showing his diagnosis and prescription, before the war. He has asthma and severe allergies, and requires different medications to alleviate his symptoms.
If it were just these medications, I would be able to pay for them myself, but allergies are neither the first nor the last of Mohamed's problems. He is a father of three and a husband to a cancer patient, and what little is available to Gazans comes at exorbitant price. If you can spare some money, as little as you think it is, please consider donating. If you can't, please, please share Mohamed's campaign 🙏
I’m a grad student in NYC organizing this fundraiser for my friend Mohammed and his family in Ga… S G needs your support for Support Mohamme
hello yall im a 23 yr old black bisexual who’s currently homeless and trying to find a place to live while also having to find a way to pay $6000 in school tuition. any help would be greatly appreciated
Reminder that it really doesn’t matter what ways you’re marginalized, if you’re not black you’re just as capable of anti blackness as white cishet people. No amount of “but I’m gay!”, “but I’m trans!”, or “but I’m not white!” changes that.
And being neurodiverse/disabled isn’t an excuse for anti blackness either.
