I hate that the queer community is...so allergic to people exploring sexuality. Like no I am still valid as a lesbian even if my physical experiences have mostly been with men for so long- because comphet is a real thing. It took me a while to realise that I do not like being with men romantically and sexually- i still appreciate and admire men and I often end up liking gentle soft hearted vulnerable men in media and as celebs. But its only recently i realised that my liking for them is more of an appreciation than a crush in the true sense. I am also a victim of CSA and bullying by men so I have doubted my sexuality alot because of that too. Because I was confused whether I truly dont like men like that or if its just my body physically recoils from the prospect. On top of that I am non binary so my existence piss off a lot of "true lesbians"
And as for the bisexual community. I could not be more grateful. Especially to all of my bisexual friends for supporting me for so long and also actually helping me to realise and letting me feel safe enough to explore my sexuality. But I hate when the loud minority would come to me and accuse me of biphobia- especially when I actively defend y'all from biphobic people I get really mad. Like no I genuinely DID believe I was bisexual before realising that I am a lesbian. And that too for several years now. That felt true to me. I really thought I liked men. I know bisexuality is not a phase. Please stop policing people when we have bigger issues to deal with.
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.
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