🖤 MY NAME IS AMMAR 👨🦱 I AM 35 YEARS OLD. I don’t even know how to begin because everything I am living now feels heavier than any words I could write 💔 My life changed completely after I suffered a plate implant injury 🦴 caused by an old accident. Since that day, pain has become my daily companion, movement has become limited, and I lost the ability to work and provide for my family as I used to. Every single day now is a struggle just to survive 😔
I am married 👩❤️👨 and I have a family of 8 members 👨👩👧👦 we have 6 children 👶🧒👧 each one of them is innocent, full of dreams, energy, and needs… but today, even the most basic human needs have become something we cannot provide. Food, safety, shelter, and stability are all things we are missing now 💔
We have lost our house completely 🏚️💔 not partially damaged, not temporarily gone… but completely gone. No home to return to, no safe place to sleep, no walls to protect us from cold or fear. We are now displaced, moving from place to place, trying to survive each day as it comes 😢 and every night we don’t know where we will sleep or what will happen tomorrow.
A home is not just a building… it is where children feel safe, where a family gathers, where memories are made, where life feels stable. But now we have none of that left.
My youngest child is Saeed 👶 he is only 9 months old, a tiny baby who knows nothing about this world except hunger, crying, and cold nights 🍼💔 he needs milk every single day 🍼 he needs diapers 👶 he needs warm clothes 👕 but we cannot afford any of these basic things anymore. His clothes are old, torn, and not suitable, yet we still try to use them because we have nothing else 😔
Sometimes he cries for hours, and I stand there helpless, unable to do anything except feel pain as a father. That feeling destroys me inside 💔
All my children are suffering silently. Hunger has become part of their daily life. Fear has become normal. And childhood… the most beautiful stage of life… is slowly disappearing from them 😢 they no longer think about playing or learning like other children, they think about food, shelter, and survival.
There are nights where we all sit in silence… no one speaks… not because we are fine, but because there is nothing left to say. Everyone is exhausted, emotionally and physically, trying to hold on to hope that feels smaller every day 💔
We are not asking for luxury 🕊️ we are not asking for comfort or extra help. We are only asking for survival, for the basic things that allow a human being to live with dignity:
🍞 food to stop the hunger that never ends
🍼 milk for baby Saeed so he can grow healthy
👶 diapers and clothing for the children
🏚️ a safe place after losing our home completely
💔 a chance to rebuild even a small piece of stability in our lives
I am writing this because silence is no longer possible. Every day is a battle for survival, every night is uncertainty, and every morning starts with fear of what the day will bring 😔
If you can help even with a very small amount 🤲 or if you can share our story 📢 you might be the reason a family survives this hardship. You might be the reason a baby sleeps without hunger 🍼 or a child feels safe again 🕊️ or a broken family gets the chance to rebuild their life 💔
Thank you to everyone who read this until the end ❤️ and thank you to every heart that did not ignore our pain 🙏
🖤 MY NAME IS AMMAR 👨🦱 I AM 35 YEARS OLD. I don’t even know how to begin because everything I am living now feels heavier than any words I c