⭐ Anise (29, she/her) ⭐ I show up occasionally to make 945068576 posts about Yu-Gi-Oh! VRAINS (2017-2019) and then immediately vanish again ⭐ Professional Aroma Appreciator
This is Eman Zaqout, from Occupied Gaza, Palestine. I am a Biotechnologist 🩸💉, and scientific researcher👩⚕️ contacting you at a really desperate moment.🍉
I am seeking your assistance to raise funds for saving our lives, facing the starvation in Gaza and help me achieve my doctoral degree dream after being awarded OWSD PhD Fellowship for inspirational women👩🎓
Just like any motivated and loving life woman, and for years, I poured my heart and soul into my work at Al-Shifa Hospital and Turkish Palestinian Friendship Hospital, as Biotechnology Specialist serving cancer patients with compassion and skill 💪✌
(photos of Al-Shifa Hospital before and after the IDF destruction)
(photos of Turkish Palestinian Friendship Hospital before and after the IDF destruction)
I also gave medical lectures to students at different universities and training centers in Gaza👇
As a result of my outstanding grades in my study and the excellent performance in my job, I have been a holder of different scholarship and I am active participant in many research visits and scientific missions👩🔬. The last scholarship as at McGill University in Canada three months ago before the starting of the genocide in Gaza💔
However,😥
My life changed dramatically when Israeli military launched a sweeping war against Gaza. My home and our neighborhood in the North have been destroyed along with our belongings and precious memories early in this crisis😫
My job and my husband's job are gone 💔.Israeli military forced us to evacuate from the north Gaza to the south where they claimed it would be the safe zone but it is not at all😭
Forced to flee with nothing but the clothes on our backs, today, we find ourselves sheltering in a displacement camp lacking access to sanitation, medical supplies, food and drinkable water. I will not talk a lot about the dire and unbearable life we have to go through, as no word can express it fairly🥺😣
The good news in the midst of this tragedy, that I am one of the 22 women from the developing world who have been awarded OWSD- PhD fellowship to pursue my PhD study in Malaysia💪. But now I am stuck in Gaza unable to achieve my dream because Israeli army has occupied and closed all the border crossings😢
Meet 22 women who have been awarded the OWSD PhD Fellowship.
This genocide has been 11 months of hell and horror. We have reached a point where there is no hope left for us here in Gaza, where we are unfortunately just waiting for our turn to die.💔💔
Nevertheless,
I refuse to succumb to despair, holding on to the belief that brighter days lie ahead 🖤🤍💚💖
With your kindness and generosity🥺, I hope to survive the genocide and reclaim the path to achieving my doctorate 💉🩸
Your compassionate aid would mean the world to me and my family.🥺🙏🍉✌
Dear friends, family, and compassionate supporters,
My name is Eman Za… Mazin Fakak needs your support for Help my family survive famine an
Note, my previous account has been terminated for unknown reasons, but I had meaningful interactions with many of you ✔✔. I have always found the Tumblr community to be incredibly supportive and helpful, so your continued support of our campaign until we reach our goal would be deeply appreciated.💪💕
🎉 Thank you so much to everyone who donated and shared our GoFundMe! We’ve hit $1,300, and we couldn’t have done it without your incredible support. Your generosity means the world to us!
Dear Tumblr Friends,
I’m begging you—please, do not scroll past this post. Mohammed, his family, and his young niece are in a desperate situation, and they need our help urgently.
The airstrike that shattered their lives has claimed the lives of everyone in his niece's family—leaving her completely alone. They have lost everything: their loved ones, their home, and their sense of security. 😢💔
Now, they are living in a tent, struggling daily with no fresh water and barely any food. To make matters worse, Mohammed’s brother is still missing. Their situation is critical and time is running out. 🚨
Mohammed is trying to escape to safety in Egypt, but the cost is staggering: $5,000 per person. Without these funds, their chance to flee their nightmare is slipping away. 😔💔
Here’s how you can make a REAL difference:
Donate: Every dollar counts. Your contribution can help cover the crossing fees and offer Mohammed and his family a glimmer of hope for a safer future. 🌟💪
Share: Spread their story. The more people who hear this, the closer we get to our goal. Your voice matters! 📢💬
Offer Support: If you have any resources, connections, or ideas to help, don’t hesitate to reach out. Every bit of assistance can change their lives. 🤝💖
Please, don't let this opportunity to help slip away. Their lives depend on our collective action. Your support can mean everything to them in this critical time.
My name is Mohammed Alwadiya. I’m a math teacher, I have a doctorate deg… mohammad alwadyeh needs your support for help me save my family fr
Thank you from the bottom of our hearts for your kindness and support. Together, we can make a life-saving difference. 🙏✨
I'm turning 30 in four hours, and boy am I feeling awful about it! I've pretty much completely stopped using social media because I've become so deeply, profoundly terrified of talking about things I like. I feel like I'm taking up space with blither that at best, no one cares about. At worst, I'm actively annoying and/or embarrassing to everyone around me. It's summer, so I don't have the structure of work to give me purpose, either. I've been living back in this area for eight fucking years, yet I still have no idea how to socialize and make friends. Bars terrify me, and even if I did have the courage to instigate an interaction with someone, we just cycle back to how profoundly embarrassed I am about my...everything. I've sat through my 20s, passively hoping and praying that someone(s) would reach out to me, and now they're gone with nothing to show for it.
Is that true objectively? No, at least not from a professional standpoint. Even in my personal life, I did survive (as in, literally stay alive when that was not a guarantee) The Great Mental Break of February 2021, I did get a lot of physical health issues under control in 2022-23. For a while, I was doing well! I feel like I've very suddenly backslid, and I don't know what to do or where to turn. I got stuck in suicidal ideation last weekend for the first time in years, and I can't tell if it's because I'm that anxious about the Big 3-0 and my perceived failures, or if all my fears are justified after all. I've spent this whole week not even feeling like a real human being. This isn't something I've felt so acutely since before the aforementioned mental break and subsequent treatment, which makes the reemergence even more disturbing to me.
Throughout most of my life, I've felt like there was something markedly Off about me. It's like everyone can take one look at me and know there's something not quite right, like I'm not a real human being. This is, objectively, so stupid to believe--I'm incredibly milquetoast, and anything I've been through is such comparatively small potatoes that it feels like the height of egotism to call it traumatic. This knowledge, in turn, only makes me feel more alien and disgusting. Who the fuck am I to act like I'm so tormented and lonely? I'm not even worth that. My problems are so stupid and inconsequential, and I know I'm being hypocritical by holding myself to standards I would balk at holding other people to.
I feel so vile and pathetic and juvenile, especially about my lack of romantic/sexual experience. I'm well past the age where that's cute or okay, even for someone who kind of had to re-do the teenage identity exploration once I realized I was a lesbian. I'm not even out to my family, so I can't articulate any of these fears to them fully. All I can say is that I'm insecure about not hitting life milestones my parents had hit by 30, or that people my age/younger seem to have no problem hitting. Since my parents either don't know or are in denial that I'm not interested in 1) men, or 2) having children, I think they kind of assume that "get married and pop out some babies" are the milestones I'm referring to. Like, a month or so ago, I was describing to my dad a cute interaction I had with a work friend's three y/o son. He, completely well-meaningly, was like, "Aww, you know you want one--you'd be such a positive influence in your kid's life!". It's still stuck in my head! It made me want to puke! I know I don't want to be a parent--I just don't have the right brain chemistry for it, and I'm fulfilled putting that energy into my job instead. Yet, it sure fucking is egotistical of me to assume that anyone would ever want to be my partner anyways!!
I know, objectively, that life doesn't end when you hit your 30s. For many people, that's when it really starts, if not later. Like I said above, I hold myself to these draconian standards that I'd be able to call out as wrong when applied to someone else. I just feel like I have to do more to justify my existence, to be worthy of even conditional acceptance from other people. For a while, I was doing that nebulous "more". I'm now at a threshold where that isn't enough anymore. I'm embarrassing to be around. I'm too much and too little at the same time. I'm starved for connection and utterly terrified of overstepping by asking for the tiniest scrap of it. Again, this shit isn't cute when you're about to be 30! It's repulsive! I'm shambling around out here like a lumpy scarecrow begging people to pretend I'm a full, worthwhile human being. I don't even know the first step to take to help myself, if there is one at all. I don't even think I deserve help right now, and then I'm immediately embarrassed at even having such a melodramatic, childish thought about the incredibly cushy, bland life I get to lead.
TL;DR local womanchild profoundly disgusted at self for being the proverbial 30 year old virgin who's pathetic enough to scream into the void of her fucking internet blog because there's nowhere else to turn.
Hello Friends:
We are The Sameer Project (@TheSameerProject): A donations based aid initiati… Hala Sabbah needs your support for Support
“Hello Friends:
We are The Sameer Project (@TheSameerProject): A donations based aid initiative working to supply emergency funding to the displaced families in Gaza.
The “Sameer Abu Salim Tent Initiative” (named after one of our team member’s martyred father) was formed to secure, purchase, and distribute tents in Southern Gaza, with the hope of expanding very soon to the North as well.
The Sameer Project also supplies cash envelops on an “as needed” basis to allow families the independence to secure the specific aid they require for themselves.
The vast majority of Gaza Strip has been bombed and destroyed which has lead to the death of over 40,000 people (including 15,000 children) and the displacement of around 2 million people.
Most of the people in Rafah (Southern Gaza) are sheltering in tents. However, the quality of these tents varies and the high-quality, portable and reusable tents (Emirati & Qatari), that were originally intended to be given out for free, end up on the secondary market sold for $800 a tent. This is due to war profiteering and people capitalizing on the desperation of people in Gaza. The benefits of purchasing these particular tents are listed below.
We have been securing tents for the last few months and managed, through your donations, to purchase 181 units and deliver them to families in need. However, with the looming Rafah invasion and the increase in bombardment, the demand is at an all time high. Our list has upwards of 250 families, so we need your help to purchase and distribute more! We work with an incredible team on the ground to source, purchase, store, and distribute to families, many of whom are currently without any type of shelter.
With your donation we can provide a degree of safety, shelter, and dignity for these families who are in desperate need of assistance.”
BDS added this section to their boycott page and I think people really need to read it:
please remember, pushing unorganized boycotts without carefully fact-checking every company in the list can be actively HARMFUL to the boycott movement.
Rafif, my 11-year-old sister, deprived of her childhood, miraculously survived the targeting of our displacement site, along with the rest of my family. Death follows us everywhere. We're in Rafah, bewildered about how to escape this nightmare. Rafif sustained a minor injury to her foot, and she's scared, wondering how we can evade death. Please help me get Rafif and my family out of harm's way. Help us achieve the basic necessities of life, including childhood for this girl. Share the link or contribute, even if it's just a little, to be the reason for our rescue.
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Hello everyone its me Nael Hilles im 26 years old from Palestine Gaza and now we… Nael Hilles needs your support for Help me and my family t
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