I could really use your help. Moss Stevens is my niece. A funny thing to say since we are only a few years apart. She is one of the sweetest, most kind-hearted people I have ever had the pleasure of knowing. In fact, when I married my husband, she was one of the only ones that made me feel like I wasn't insane for joining the family. She has taken in more rescue animals than I can count and has always been willing to help a neighbor or a friend. In the last few years, she has fallen on hard times. Her and her husband have recently moved to follow jobs. They have done everything on their own. But she has pre-existing conditions that are wracking up medical expenses that they cannot survive with.
To make matters worse, she has been told all her life that she is sterile. She would not be having children. Despite the odds, she became pregnant and carried her daughter Evelyn to 31 weeks before giving birth to her stillborn. I cannot fathom the loss she is going through. Please help me spread some peace to her. Donate if you can. If not, please signal boost this as much as possible. I know you don't know her. I know we are all struggling. But if you can help, please please do. No one deserves to lose a child. I just want her to be able to grieve without the stress of this fucked up American system breathing down her neck.
All my love,
Zinnia
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My name is Sera, you may not know me but you know my past work behind the scenes here and there, such as the Mass Effect trilogy, Dragon Age, Silent Hills, and many others.
I am an agoraphobic indigenous Kanienʼkehá:ka (Mohawk) mixed lesbian who has fought for several years a worsening health condition that is currently killing me. The point of no return is not that far away. I have spent years exhausting any paths and means to get help, enduring extreme and near endless pain. I have sold all I have, spent every dime to my name. I have received various forms of help over the years in this battle, but I have reached the critical point I have feared all this time. And to make matters worst, the family responsible for inflicting a lifetime of abuse on me is stalking me very heavily online, which has not only exacerbated my agoraphobia, but has also made the efforts to build this harder than I could describe. Know that I share as many details as I can while seeking to avoid undermining my immediate safety, I hope you understand. This post is a highly abridged version of the content in the link, the unabridged and unedited version is available below the Read More cut ❤
If you have been following me for a while, you are familiar with my struggle and saw me talking about it throughout the years. There are no other options or help besides this, besides you. I need your help or I'm going to die, this is the last chance I have left. I'm afraid to my core, I still have a life in front of me, dreams to pursue. If you read this far, I know you may be inclined to share and move on, but I am asking you to pause and think if you have a dollar that could make all the difference. I know it can be troublesome to stop and actually do it, I am asking you to please consider doing it.
If you yourself have a health condition, I salute you for fighting your own battle. Regardless of whether you donate or not, if you read this far, know that you are loved.
A warm thank you to @transmechanicus , the kind soul who made this possible. I would be lost and doomed without your help. Erika did not believe thank yous were necessary, but they are. Attempting to save a human being's life is no small act. Whether it succeeds or fail, no thank yous will ever be enough. Even as the pain consumes my body, I am able to feel hope thanks to this. There are no words invented to express this level of thanks, but if I get to live, I will search for it.
(Please don't put tags on this unless it is to actually talk or comment something. As always, kind words are appreciated.)
My name is Sera, you may not know me but you know my past work behind the scenes … Erika Gordon needs your support for Help Sera Access Life
My name is Sera, you may not know me but you know my past work behind the scenes here and there, such as the Mass Effect Trilogy, Dragon Age, Silent Hills, and many others.
I am an agoraphobic indigenous Kanienʼkehá:ka (Mohawk) mixed lesbian who has fought for several years a worsening health condition that is currently killing me. The point of no return is not that far away. I have spent years exhausting any paths and means to get help, enduring extreme and near endless pain. I have sold all I have, spent every dime to my name. The system, I feel, is indifferent to my situation. I have received various forms of help over the years in this battle, but I have reached the critical point I have feared all this time. And to make matters worst, the family responsible for inflicting a lifetime of abuse on me is stalking me very heavily online, which has not only exacerbated my agoraphobia, but has also made the efforts to build this harder than I could describe. Know that I share as many details as I can while seeking to avoid undermining my immediate safety, I hope you understand.
If you are reading this, you are one of the few people who can help save my life. A single dollar is enough to make a tremendous difference. There is no other options or source of help besides this, besides you. I need your help or I'm going to die, this is the last chance I have left.
The goal is a series of treatments and challenging surgeries that will remove small metal shards near vital organs and bones in my body. It is categorized as severe internal injuries secondary to a traumatic event. As medical professionals have put it, "the lack of immediate surgical intervention necessitates a comprehensive, multidisciplinary treatment approach aimed at mitigating the risk of disease progression and optimizing long-term outcomes."
My injuries are from a car accident which injured me immensely and took the lives of my two closest friends in the world. This page does not ask for the full amount of the procedures and treatments, since it is a very large sum of money that cannot be reached that quickly. The page only asks for enough to get me started in the process and access proper vital treatments in countries of the european union. Adding time to the clock, giving me a chance to fight this battle and launching an important part of the process towards saving my life.
I know you may be inclined to share and move on, but I am asking you to pause and think if you have a dollar that could make all the difference. You may be but a few clicks away from truly helping someone who desperately needs it. I know it can be troublesome to stop and actually do it, I am asking you to please consider doing it.
If this fails to reach its goal, I will die. I'm afraid and I need your help. I still have a life in front of me, dreams to pursue. If you read this far, you are the only chance I have left. Don't underestimate the difference a dollar can make, your dollar could be the one dollar we come short of. The expenses covered by this amount ranges from the medical consultations, medical treatments, surgeries and, of course, accessing said treatment, reaching the places where I need to go. I will have a true chance at fighting for the remaining amount myself.
As for cheaper alternatives, it is mainly temporary fixes that would not fix the issue and waitlists that I would die waiting on years before my turn comes. This is it, this is the only way I have that provides the care I need, in the timeframe I need it, with a success rate that gives me a chance to live.
Thank you for reading this and for persevering in the brutal system we all live under. If you yourself have a health condition, I salute you for fighting your own battle. May we all make it and may we all have the softest of epilogues. Regardless of whether you donate or not, if you read this far, know that you are loved.
I would like to thank Erika, a dear friend who has made this possible at all. Without her, I would be lost. I would also like to thank immensely Milica, who has been on this journey with me for so many years, almost since the beginning. Her medical knowledge and her kind heart, her support and dedication, have allowed me to survive long enough to get to this point. I would not be here still without her. I would like to thank the amazing and loving Dana, who has been here during the good days as much as the bad days. She has been a beacon preventing me from giving up hope. I would have abandonned before getting to this point had she not been there for me. And thank you to Oli, who has been my champion, it is thanks to his help that I can move around where I need to go. A great support and a great friend. I would like to also thank Bruna, a kind heart who has never failed to cheer me on, even when her life was not perfect, she never stopped cheering and supporting me.
I would also like to thank my tumblr mutuals, you know who you are, those who have been in my DMs offering me your kindness, laughter and support in these dark times. Your help has also saved me more than once. You are true blessings. Thank you for never giving up hope during the days I felt like doing so.
You have all carried the torch during the days I couldn't, and for that, I can never thank you enough. I have lived and survived because of you, your help in every form has made a difference in the world. I am ready to fight for my life, and whether I reach my goal and live, or fail and die, know that none of it was wasted. You have all made me a better person and that is the mark of true love transpiring from one person to the next. Thank you for believing in me when I could not. I love you all.
We are currently at 18.6K/95K on January 2nd 2025. I appreciate your support and all of your kind words, I'm so thankful to you all. Every reblog counts, every donation counts.
Let's keep it going all together. As long as the momentum continues, there is hope to succeed. You can make a real difference, this is not a battle I can win alone 💕
Do not really know what to say. A year ago we were making posts about how Gaza was being bombed through Christmas- how the oldest Christian community was being bombed- how the birth place of Jesus was being destroyed and his people murdered. A year later, it is going to be Christmas again soon, and the bombings have not stopped. But the news, and the attention seems to have died down considerably. It feels terrible and scary.
I sincerely hope that we can still come together and keep fighting for a liberated Palestine through protests and boycotts and through supporting grassroot orgs. It is also important to keep boosting and donating to Palestinian families who are tirelessly campaigning to collect funds so that they may afford the basic necessities of life. My friend, Siraj Abudayeh, can really use some help as well. He has had to start anew after gfm shut down his old campaign, causing him to lose life saving funds. Siraj is currently trying to provide for twenty four family members and every little bit goes a long way in helping with that.
Hi, my name is Osama Radwan and I’m raising these funds for Fa… Osama Radwan needs your support for Help Fatima and her family survive th
Amir and his family have been displaced 7 times since this war began, and are under threat of being displaced again. Two days ago Israeli planes dropped leaflets over their camp saying they would be bombing the area. It is already incredibly difficult to live in these conditions even without the threat of being bombed. Please help Amir and his family by donating so they can continue purchasing basic necessities for their family! (verified, #174)
Samah ( @samah-h ), verified by Bilal ( @bilal-salah0 ), needs to raise around $4,000 more dollars for the safety of her family. Their home was destroyed; they live in tents. Winter is fast approaching. She and her husband have young children. They need winter clothes, they need food, they need baby formula, they need healthcare. Like everyone, they deserve these things. It is just an accident of fate that most of us are not suffering the way they are. It's literally just a roll of the dice. So if you see this post, reblog and donate.
Hi, my name is Camille Testa from Saint Paul and I'm fundraising t… Camille Testa needs your support for Emergency Evacuation Needed to Save
I'm Mohammed Alkhaldi from Gaza I need your support My house was destroyed I lost my Job Please Don't ignore my appeal.😭😭😭
My father is so sick and tired, needs your support and your donations.
After we lost our home and live now in a tent my father's health is not good and he needs a medical care and medicines and urgent surgery
Please don't hesitate to donate to us I am now living in a tent with my family😔
Our campaign is verified by Genei Moon and this is their TikTok account @femmeintifada she has a group of verified families from gaza on telegram also it's vatted by @GazaVetters you can see in my pined post 🇵🇸🇵🇸
This one is also vetted!! I'm gonna sort thru my ask box to see which ones are legitimate or not
I am the mother of a family consisting of 8 people. I have a little girl who is 14 years old,… Wesal Abuawad needs your support for Save my
I am the mother of a family consisting of 8 people. I have a little girl who is 14 years old, her name is Farah. Help her to escape from death. She suffers from kidney failure and autism. She is a person with special needs. She has a motor and mental disability. I ask you to contribute to alleviating my suffering. Have a good night’s sleep, as she does not know how to sleep. I live in Palestine. In Gaza City, amidst the horrors of destruction and hunger that are tearing us apart, and the mysterious and terrifying anxiety, there is a lot of sadness and pain in my country, and fear restricts our thoughts every hour. We wonder: Will we die? Will we live? Will my child die from her chronic illness? Are we all going to die? We are truly suffering. Winter will come, and I will not have a shelter to protect my family
I am a patient with autism and chronic kidney failure. Please, you are my only hope.
I hope to live a decent life and enjoy support and help. The inevitable death befalls me, my family, and my little girl every time and day. She needs permanent treatment, medicines, detergents, diapers, and special food. Kidney disease is a chronic disease to escape dialysis. I have no ability to buy her needs. I am tormented by staying in the hospital permanently. The kidneys evade potassium and air. A dangerous element that leads to death and cardiac arrest
I have been living with an early awareness since her birth of the inevitability of death from this disease, accompanied by the fear of waking up to losing her and losing her life. My little girl is certain that she is heading towards death in the absence of treatment possibilities and the availability of her requirements and that the expected end of her illness journey. I ask God for everyone who helps me not to complain of pain. Sickness, you do not know it. When sickness visits you, the world becomes smaller before your eyes, and all your wishes become insignificant in the face of health, and to see your child playing and enjoying good health. I am looking for someone to help me to alleviate the painful reality. We are suffering from my heartbreak for my sick child. She is lost before my eyes, and my homeland is devastated.
My life before the war was more beautiful. I hope that this pain and injustice that we are exposed to will end. I have the right to live in safety.
I have tried my absolute best not to seek financial help online, especially when our collective focus should be aimed towards the welfare of our Palestinians, Congolese, and Sudanese brothers and sisters. I truly have considered countless options before resorting to asking for monetary assistance but I no longer have the means to keep myself alive and my little family afloat. Following my father's death almost three years ago due to colorectal cancer, I was diagnosed late last year with Stage 2A breast cancer.
There's an even elaborate explanation on the fundraising page that I will be attaching in this post. Please, take some time to read it. I am our family's breadwinner, and I am only asking for monetary assistance because I no longer have a job/source of income nor is my previous company willing to shoulder my medical expenses. I am left to fend for myself and I have used all of my savings to afford numerous physical/health examinations and the prescribed medication.
I am going to attach photos of how disfigured my right arm now is, the evident lumps/tumors on my armpits and if you want proof of how the cancer affected my breasts, please directly message me. I don't think I can explicitly share the photos here. But to put enough context, my left breast shrunk into at least 1/3 of its original size.
I am sincerely sorry for being a bother, but if you have the means to donate to my fundraising post, please do. I badly needed all the help I can get so I won't be summoned to court and would be able to afford surgery on time. If you cannot donate, please kindly share this post. If you have any other questions, please reach out to me through direct messaging. This is my only account (I will probably reblogged this on my side blog as well) so please, if you see someone using my photos, alert me. Thank you. Please understand, too, that I will take a bit of time to respond because I am struggling to grasp my phone/only typing using my left hand. Thank you, and please consider helping me.
We are trying to make a heartfelt appeal to gather enough monetary assistance for my niece, Alex, who is currently battling stage 2A breast
I am genuinely sorry for this. If I could only ask for your permission one by one, I would but I am afraid of the possibility that Tumblr may consider my plea as spam. I am reaching out because I am desperate.
I don't want to resort to asking for monetary assistance online but I was no longer allowed to get back to work because of how deformed my right hand is now and because of my declining health. If you could, please take some time to read my pinned post. If you can't donate, a reblog will be highly appreciated still. I need all the help I could get. If you want to be removed from being tagged, please message me directly, and I will immediately do as you like. I know that this may seem invasive but it is not my intention. I am just desperate, and have been running out of ways to keep myself afloat. I cannot offer something in return other than express my immense gratitude. I am sorry, and please consider helping me. Thank you very much.
!! DONT SKIP !! donations urgently needed
They are only at €5,561 out of €50,000 goal
I was contacted by Nader to draw pictures for and help spread his brother Abdulsalam Al-Anqar’s fundraiser to save their family. Nader is a 17 year old boy who lives in Gaza with his family: parents Ahmed (54) and mother Iman (49), brothers Abdulsalam (26), Mohammed (14), and Omar (21) and Abdulsalam’s wife and their one year old daughter Iman. Imagine it was your sibling, your friend, your son, who should be in school or with his friends, who instead has to hide from bombs and ask for help online to save his family. His family have suffered through one year of genocide. All of you are their hope to get to safety.
This fundraiser is vetted by @gazavetters, number four on the spreadsheet here
Abdulsalams daughter Iman is only one year old and has lived most her life in a war zone. She is suffering from malnutrition. It’s every fathers worst nightmare to see their child starve and not be able to feed her. Please help him feed his daughter and get her to safety. No child should grow up hearing the sound of bombs. Every child has the right to food and safety. You can help give Iman the childhood she should have, where she can sleep in a safe bed at night with a full stomach.
Their father Ahmed has cancer and needs surgery and medication. It is not possible to get the treatment he needs in Gaza. every day his illness is left untreated, the cancer will continue to spread through his body, so he very urgently needs money for treatment and travel. If you help them get to their goal, you are saving their fathers life. Don’t let this family who have already lost so much lose their father, husband, and grandfather
Nader has showed me pictures of this explosion close to them, thankfully they were able to get away. Every day they stay in Gaza their lives are at risk from israeli bombs. Every day and hour counts. I know there are compassionate and kind people who are willing to help. every euro helps, YOUR donation will bring them one moment closer to safety. With love and hope I’m asking you to give what you can, I believe in the kind people of the world and I beg you to not let them die. If you can’t donate, please share so it may reach people who can.
Never forget that palestinians are not numbers on a list of deaths. Please think of each of them, think of their names and faces and know that you can help them. I think of them every day. I think of the hopes and dreams they should achieve, I think of their education, their future, and the love they show when they work hard every day to get help. You may feel powerless to stop this genocide, but you have the power to save Abdulsalam and his family.
I dream that the day will come soon where they may use their days to rest and recover from what they’ve been through, where they can share a meal and laugh and the children will play, instead of having to use their time to beg the world to listen and help them. We can make this possible.
50 000 euros is a lot of money for one person to give, but for all of us together, it can be done. Please don’t look away.
(drawing above by @neechees)
Thank you for reading their story. Please don’t keep scrolling without sharing
Sami and his family lived in.🍉 unbearable conditions, amidst the⛺️ rubble of their destroyed home and🚨 the flimsy tents that barely offered any shelter.
Sami's Last Dream: Escaping the Hell of Gaza in Search of Safety
… Mohammad Alkhaliliy needs your support for Donate to help S
After losing everything to the relentless bombings, all they had left were a few memories and a fragile hope for survival. Living in the tent was far from comfortable or safe; it provided no protection from the scorching summer heat ☀️ or the bitter cold of winter ❄️. Each night was filled with the terror of airstrikes 💣, while the days were consumed by the fear of rampant diseases 🤒.
In the first few days after moving into the tent, his three children began to suffer from persistent🚨 coughs and fevers 🤧. Medicine was scarce, and the hospitals were overwhelmed with the injured 🚑. Clean water was rare 🚱, leading to the spread of☠️ intestinal diseases among both the young and the old. Every time Sami saw one of his children sick, he felt his helplessness deepen, wishing he could do more to protect them 😔.
Sami's elderly mother, already frail and sick, grew worse with each passing🥺 day. She could no longer bear the pain from her age-related illnesses, which had worsened due to their harsh living conditions. Sami did everything in his power to provide her with care ❤️, but resources were limited, and the fear of losing her weighed heavily on his heart 💔.
The constant roar of warplanes overhead only added to the family's anxiety.🚨 The nights were never peaceful, as one of the children would inevitably wake up terrified by the sound of a nearby explosion 😨. Each time, the tent would tremble as if it🍉 was about to collapse. But the🙏 greatest fear was not the shaking tent; it was the possibility of losing a loved one in a single, unpredictable moment.
Despite all this, there were small❤️🩹 moments of hope 🌈. Sami would tell his children stories about a better life, about a future filled with peace and🥺 safety 🕊️, promising them that this🙏 nightmare would eventually end. But the harsh reality they faced weighed heavily on his heart, making that hope seem distant and out of reach.
Sami's Last Dream: Escaping the Hell of Gaza in Search of Safety
… Mohammad Alkhaliliy needs your support for Donate to help S
I am making this post on behalf of a friend I met during the genocide in Palestine. His name is Mohammed Khaled and he is struggling to save his family of ten. His GoFundMe is at just under $4,000 out of the $50,000 necessary to evacuate his family.
Mohammed worked for a very successful auto repair shop run by his father, and planned to take over due to his father's passing. Unfortunately, just 16 days into the bombing, Mohammed's home was destroyed along with the auto repair shop. Now, Mohammed donates all of his time and resources to running a generator that provides power not only to charge devices but also to pump water. This one generator is vital to the survival of approximately 100 families, or 1500 people in his neighborhood. However the generator is degrading every day and they hope to replace it with a new, lighter and more efficient one which would cost $500. Without the tireless effort that Mohammed has put into maintaining this generator, over 1000 people would be without electricity or usable water.
I have only known Mohammed for a short time, but he is a kind and generous soul who would sacrifice anything to see his family safe. Even during this heinous period of genocide and bloodshed, Mohammed still posts his writing and poetry on his Instagram stories so that the world might hear the pain and suffering he and countless others are enduring. Please, please, please consider donating, and if donating is impossible then I beg you to share this post. Mohammed and his family, many of which are young children, depend on this visibility.
His GoFundMe is linked below, where you can read his full story.
Hello, I am Muhammad Khaled. In fact, my self-respect prevented me from creating thi… Mohammed Khaled needs your support for Help me and
As of right now it is only at $3,958 which is not enough to evacuate even one person. Please donate and share!
My name is Hashem from Gaza. I am 32 years old and my wife, Samar, is 27 years old. We have a child born in the eighth month of pregnancy. His mother was premature because of my wife's fear of war. My large family consists of 8 members: my father, mother, four male brothers and 2 females. My father died in the war due to a lack of medicine in hospitals as a result of the fierce war on Gaza.
My story began when we were displaced from our home in northern Gaza in mid-October 2023 after a letter threatening eviction, and then the house was targeted and destroyed. Between this Exodus and the current fifth Exodus there are many stories and sufferings.
We now live in plastic tents, which are thermal ovens, which are not suitable for living and do not provide the minimum necessities of life, in addition to the spread of epidemics and diseases, which puts our lives in danger.
Through this campaign, we are trying to collect enough money to meet our needs and get us out of the Gaza Strip safely. We ask you to stand by us and protect us from this severe danger.
Support and share🤍
Hello everyone, I hope you take a minute to read our story.
I’m Hashem Al-S… Hashim Friend needs your support for Help my family survive an
Casual reminder that the Palestine Children's Relief Fund has a 97% on Charity Navigator and you should donate to it if u can. Despite the limited external aid that's been allowed into Gaza, they've been able to distribute a lot of aid internally. And they are providing needed aid to Lebanon.
The Palestine Children's Relief Fund was established in 1992 by concerned humanitarians in the USA to bring injured and sick children for fr
