What if you were born with this hairy, fleshy parasite that grew outside you like a tumour. And it could randomly fill with blood and inflate like a diseased pustule. And what if it had nerves so you felt immense pain when you tried to remove it.
hi everyone, sorry to do this again every month but the situations keep piling up and my health situation keeps getting worse and worse every day.
my name's vi and i'm a disabled trans woman from south america, i have extensive nerve damage and my health is declining to the point that every day i see my teeth fall out of my mouth, i live with an also disabled mother who is undergoing treatment for cancer and her needs are barely being met.
if you've looked at the news as of late you probably have at least an idea of how things are in the region, but particularly where i live, the average wage can't even hope to cover the medication and healthcare needed for an elderly cancer patient and a disabled chronically ill woman, it can't even reach enough for groceries or transportation.
i know we're all struggling but if you see this please help out, every little bit helps, you could be the difference between keeping us afloat or not, even just by reblogging.
Hello and thank you for visiting our page. My name is Kristina and I am helping raise funds for Alaa, a single mother in Gaza trying to surv
Hello friends,Please, I am asking for your help and support. My fundraiser is moving very slowly, and my daughter Fatoum is very sick. As you can see in the photos, she has developed a bacterial infection caused by insects and the harsh weather conditions.Her condition is getting worse every day.
We are living through the horrors of war in every possible way. Every day there are innocent children and civilians being killed. My daughter is an orphan. She lost her father in the war, and I do not want to lose her too.
Please, if you can, support and help us. I am only trying to provide the most basic necessities of life for my family and get the care my daughter needs.Any donation, no matter how small, can make a real difference.Please don’t ignore our plea. 🥺😭💔
My name is Abdullah Salem, I am 27 years old, married, and a father of two daughters, Iman and Masa. My wife, Sarah, is currently seven months pregnant. Before the war, I worked as a driver and lived a simple but stable life. Everything changed when my car was destroyed, I lost my job, and our home was completely destroyed.
Today, we live in a tent under very difficult conditions, struggling with food shortages, lack of clean water, and rising prices. I am doing my best to provide for my family and protect my children from hunger. We have also lost several family members during the war, and every day is a struggle to survive.
If you are able to support or share my campaign, any contribution—no matter how small—can help us secure food, water, and basic necessities. Thank you for taking the time to read our story and for giving us hope.
Hello friends,🥹
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As my children and I were getting ready for bed, we heard a commotion and calls from residents of the Al-Salam neighborhood urging us to evacuate.
The occupation forces had threatened to bomb the residential block where my children, husband, and I were displaced. We left our tent and fled into the street in the darkness of night to save our lives😭😭 amidst the screams of children and adults, a mixture of terror and panic gripping our hearts. A violent explosion shook the area, leaving behind immense destruction. 😞
Nothing is the same. 😭😭 Everything is destroyed. 💔😭
The entire place, including the tent, was damaged 💔 Please donate towards its restoration 🙏🍉
💔 Please donate via the link 🙏🍉
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My name is Kristina, I have gotten to know Maryam and her family through Instagram while they have been living a nightmare in their homeland
My name is Ayaa from Gaza city, I am a children’s teacher, 24 years old, living with my parents and siblings. We all used to live a peacefu
Hello friends,Thank you for your continued support, but I would like to inform you about something. Recently, donations have become very low or almost nonexistent. I don’t know exactly why, but I believe it may be due to the presence of many scammers. Unfortunately, there are some people who exploit others. However, my campaign has been reviewed and verified by trusted individuals.
I am responsible for taking care of 8 members of my family, and there is no provider or source of income for them except me. The situation is extremely difficult. The war has not ended every day there are many innocent people losing their lives for no reason.
Prices have risen drastically. For example, even a small plate of vegetable salad now costs more than $10, and many other basic items are very expensive. In addition, the value of the dollar has dropped against the shekel, where $1 is now about 2.9 shekels, while it used to be around 3.8. There is severe inflation and a very high increase in prices.
So please try to support me. If you are unable to donate, you can still help by sharing. I am trying my best to take care of my family.
Hello my friends,My name is Bilal Ahmad.I am reaching out to you as a citizen of Gaza who is suffering from severe injuries and critical health conditions that threaten my life every day. I sustained a serious injury to my eye and urgently need another surgery to save me from the risk of permanent blindness.
In addition, I have a disability in my left hand. Most critically, I suffer from a severe abdominal injury that has greatly damaged my intestines, leaving them unable to function properly. My condition continues to worsen, and the danger to my life increases with each passing day.
Given the current situation in Gaza, it is no longer possible for me to receive the complex medical treatment I urgently need in a safe and complete manner. After God, my only hope is your support and kindness.
I humbly ask for your help. Please be the light of hope that allows me to reach Egypt and receive the medical treatment I desperately need in its hospitals so that I may recover and regain my health.
Please hear my voice and give me a chance to receive treatment and a humanitarian opportunity to pass through. Even a small donation can make a difference and help cover my medical care.
Thank you in advance for your generosity, compassion, and support. I am deeply grateful for any help you can provide.
My name is Maram, I am 25 years old from Gaza. I dreamed of a peaceful life, spending my life with my husband and my three children... but the war turned this dream into an impossible one 💔😭. We lived through this genocide with all its painful details and we are still suffering from it😭. We were so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the south of the Gaza Strip. After repairing a small room in our destroyed house, we began to live there and start over. Unfortunately, the war came back, and it was even stronger than before 💔. Now, we have no shelter or source of income. We have used up all our savings during the war. I know I created my campaign very late, but that's because I have no other means to help my family 🙏. I am completely confident and hopeful that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these tough circumstances 😔.
I know how painful and frustrating it is to start over from scratch, but I hope to get any amount for my family 🥺🙏.
My name is Maram, a Palestinian woman from Gaza. I am 26 years old and a mother of three children: Malik (8 years old), Ibrahim (6 years old
So, please, donate to my campaign, even if it's a small amount—it will have a big impact on us 🥺. May God bless you, my friend 🥰❤️.
Hello and thank you for visiting our page. My name is Kristina and I am helping raise funds for Alaa, a single mother in Gaza trying to surv
Hello friends, I am your friend Alaa, who lost her husband in the war. I gave birth to my daughter, Fatoum, without her ever seeing her father.
We are going through a very difficult humanitarian situation.
My campaign is extremely weak, and it is my only source of income for my daughter, Fatoum.
Fatoum is sick because of the cold weather and the lack of proper heating.
We are suffering greatly from all conditions. Our tent is very poor and not suitable for living.Everything here is hard to find. There is no source of income, no money, and my daughter is very ill.
Please help me.😭🙏🙏
This is a humanitarian case, and no matter how small your donation is, it will help me provide a dignified life for my daughter.
My name is Maram, I am 25 years old from Gaza. I dreamed of a peaceful life, spending my life with my husband and my three children... but the war turned this dream into an impossible one 💔😭. We lived through this genocide with all its painful details and we are still suffering from it😭. We were so happy when the ceasefire was announced, and we returned to our homes in northern Gaza after being displaced for a year and a half in a tent in the south of the Gaza Strip. After repairing a small room in our destroyed house, we began to live there and start over. Unfortunately, the war came back, and it was even stronger than before 💔. Now, we have no shelter or source of income. We have used up all our savings during the war. I know I created my campaign very late, but that's because I have no other means to help my family 🙏. I am completely confident and hopeful that someone here will help us as much as they can and save my family in these tough circumstances 😔.
I know how painful and frustrating it is to start over from scratch, but I hope to get any amount for my family 🥺🙏.
My name is Maram, a Palestinian woman from Gaza. I am 26 years old and a mother of three children: Malik (8 years old), Ibrahim (6 years old
So, please, donate to my campaign, even if it's a small amount—it will have a big impact on us 🥺. May God bless you, my friend 🥰❤️.
Hello, I'm Ahmed, 23 years old. I was studying computer science at the Islamic University in Gaza before the war. I aspired to build a brigh
Hello friends, I thank you very much for your continuous support, but right now I am in urgent need of you and your help. We are now in the holy month of Ramadan, which requires a lot of expenses, and there has been a significant rise in prices.
I also need to pursue my dream after losing everything. I need your support greatly—I need more than $1,500 to pay my university fees so I can receive my certificate and apply for scholarships.
You can find the images below the post.
Therefore, I am in great need of your help. I support my family, and at the same time, I am trying to achieve myself and continue my education.
Obaida needs our help. He is a 19 year old living in Gaza. His tent is falling apart and needs food for his siblings and mother. The duty fall on to him as his father was killed and his brother was severely injured by the occupation. I have personally verified his conditions and they are horrific. Let’s help him out.
Link to his blog 👇
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Link to his campaign 👇
My name is Obaida, and I write these words with a heavy heart. I lost my father, who was our only support in this life, and now we have no o
Since the war, my life has changed completely… my father was martyred, and I became the sole provider for my mother and my younger siblings. Every day I try to secure food and safety for them despite displacement, fear, and loss 💔
I have been married for 3 years to the woman I love deeply, and our biggest dream was to become parents 👶🏻
But after long attempts and many doctor visits, we learned that we need IVF treatment, and its cost is far beyond what I can afford.
My wife cries silently every night, afraid that our dream may never come true. I try to stay strong for her and for my family, even though exhaustion fills our hearts 🌧️
Sometimes it feels like the war has taken everything from us… our home, our safety, and even our simplest dreams 🕊️
But despite everything, we are still holding on to hope and trying not to give up.
All we ask for is a small chance at life 🤍
Hello, my name is Mahmoud, a young man from Gaza , and I've been married for three years to the woman I love very much . Like many families
Any support, no matter how small, could make a huge difference in our lives. This is my link, and I kindly ask for your help.
Even sharing our story might bring us one step closer to the dream of holding our child one day 🌷
My name is Mahmoud. I live in Gaza with my family, and we are going through a very difficult financial situation. I tried to create a donation link for my family, but I couldn't find someone to help organize and manage the campaign 🥺💔So my friend Ahmed decided to support me by sharing his own family’s donation link, and we agreed to split the donations between our two families.
Right now, we have almost no food, and the cost of living has become unbearable due to the siege, soaring prices, and the closure of all crossings.Everything has doubled in price in an unimaginable way 🥲🥺
We might be forced to flee to southern Gaza after the announcement of a full invasion of Gaza City 💔
The bombing and destruction never stop — not for a single moment. There is no longer any real life in Gaza. We are just struggling to survive, trying to secure the bare minimum: water and food.
Winter is coming, and we have no winter clothing after our home was destroyed and we were displaced multiple times 😭🥲Please, we urgently need financial help to buy food and store some in case the situation worsens.
This is our donation link.
Please remember: donations are shared between two families. So, for the sake of God, help us, my friend. Save our children, my younger siblings, my parents, and even my older siblings — we are all homeless and hungry 🥺🥲💔
My Story: From the Hell of War to the Search for Safety My name is Ahmed, a 20-year-old young man from Gaza. Since the war began, my life ha
A mother's plea: Help us survive and protect my child who was born in war.
My name is Sahar. Like any young woman, I dreamed of a stable and happy life. I was engaged to Mohammad, and together, we dreamed of building a warm little home where we could start our life. We spent years preparing our house, but just before our wedding, everything was destroyed in an instant by the war.
I was faced with a choice: to leave Mohammad in the midst of this chaos or to stand by him and begin our journey together, no matter how difficult it might be. I chose him. We got married, not in the dream wedding I had envisioned, but under the harsh reality of war. Our new home became a fragile tent, offering neither comfort nor security.
After we got married, I received the news that I was pregnant with my daughter, and I live in constant fear for my unborn child. I am terrified of the world she will be born into—a world of poverty, hunger, and bitter cold. We have been displaced from our home more than nine times, carrying with us nothing but the burden of loss and the hope of survival. The house we dreamed of is now rubble, and the tent we live in barely protects us from the rain and cold.How will I protect my daughter? We struggle to find enough food. Basic necessities like milk, blankets, and clothing feel impossibly out of reach. The cost of survival has become unbearable. Every night, I am haunted by the thought: how can I bring her into this world, knowing I cannot keep her safe?
After a long pregnancy filled with pain and fear, after nights without sleep, I finally gave birth to my baby girl. She was born in the middle of bombing, surrounded by destruction and poverty—not in a warm room, not in a safe place. Her first cry mixed with the sound of explosions, as if she was announcing her arrival into a cruel world she never chose.
I gave birth to her with nothing but my heart. I cannot promise her anything. Poverty surrounds us from every side, and the cold reaches her tiny body before night even comes. My baby and I are suffering deeply, not because we ask for much, but because I am unable to provide her with the most basic needs: milk, warmth, and safety.
When I look into her eyes, I feel strength. When I look at my empty hands, I break down in tears. I am a mother trying to save her child from hunger and fear, in a world that has shown no mercy even to the dreams of children.😢🥹
To donate or support us, here is the link 👇🙏
Help Sahar and Mohammed Build a Safe Home for Their Baby
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From the depths of my heart, thank you for your kindness and compassion🥹❤️🙏
7 months have passed, and Saeed still doesn’t know what “home” means.
He was born displaced, growing up between fear and exhaustion instead of safety. We tried to return… we only managed to stay for one month, holding on to the hope of a simple life, but that hope didn’t last. The area became dangerous again, and our home was marked… then destroyed.
Saeed never played in his home, never laughed in it, never had a chance to feel that he belongs somewhere.
Today, at just 7 months old, he sits on the rubble of his home… as if his childhood has been buried there too.
My heart breaks every day seeing him grow up like this—without safety, without beautiful memories.
This is not what I wished for my child… and not what any child deserves.
If you can help, even a little, or simply share our story… please don’t leave us alone 🤍
Every support means life to us 🙏
💔 My name is Donia. I am 34 years old, and a mother of eight children.