I think many people cannot fully comprehend what it is to endure pain and fear that is virtually endless, for pain and traumatic conditions to become so constant that they are the very texture of your life.
Earlier this week, my friend Fadel texted me about his pain and that his blood count has gotten so low that his body trembles with cold. Today fear has eclipsed this pain. He told me, "Yesterday, ten people were killed in a bombing, and an hour ago, a group of people were targeted, and five of them were killed. The sounds of the bombing are terrifying.😭 I don't want to get hurt again or die, please, my brother.😭😭😭😭"
People think the ceasefire means anything, but the genocide continues. 32 people have been killed since the start of April alone. 25 just this week. Today Israelis fired two missiles into Bureij refugee camp leaving at least 6 dead. Al Jazeera journalist Mohammed Wishah was born in this refugee camp in 1986, and earlier this week while driving home there, Israelis killed him with a drone strike. For the people of Gaza, from birth until death this is their reality.
Please donate what you can to Fadel so he can access the resources to survive this. @fadel-dani's fundraiser is #197 on @gazavetters and is hosted by a friend of mine. These donations are his family's sole hope of access to relief and survival.
I am afraid for him. I don't know how to keep him safe except to help him raise funds for his campaign. In between drafting this post and hearing back from him that it was okay to publish, Fadel's tent was pierced through by fragments of Israeli shells. One of the pieces was so large it was on fire.
I feel like my heart is going to stop from fear. We just survived exploding shells and indiscriminate gunfire directed at our tents. The situation here is extremely dangerous. The Israeli occupation is bombing everything. Please help us by donating so we can escape to a safe area and buy my medicine and have my surgery. Please donate.
















