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zinaanqar07

I will not forgive anyone who sees this post and does not support me with a single word and ignores me.

zinaanqar07

I am writing this post feeling deeply disappointed by everything that is happening to us here. The situation is beyond horrific. Life here has become hell, almost nonexistent. In less than a minute, the prices of everything rise insanely. On top of that, the bombing and killing never stop, and my sister is suffering from anemia and malnutrition, which only adds to our pain and burden. Everything is painful and unbearable here in Gaza.

zinaanqar07

All I'm trying to do is collect as many donations as possible to survive in the hell of Gaza and escape at the first opportunity. Please give us your support and donate now. Your donation can give us hope for my sister's treatment and for us to stay alive until we can get out of here. Please donate.

neechees

I'm writing this post on behalf of my friend Abdulrahman because the situation is urgent.

Abdulrahman's mother is battling cancer and urgently needs her medication and her next chemotherapy treatment.

We need only €700, and the deadline is next Thursday. Otherwise, she won't be able to receive her treatment on time.

The campaign's total goal is €14,600, and we've already raised €13,900.

We're very close, but this remaining amount is the most difficult part.

I've attached photos of her chemotherapy treatment to illustrate the situation. This isn't just emotional talk; it's the heartbreaking reality of a family trying to save their mother from suffering.

Please, if you can donate or participate, don't hesitate.

Your support today could make a real difference in the life of a woman in pain and in the heart of her son who is fighting for her.

Keti Jovanovski Needs Your Help | A letter from Abdul Rahman: Dear friends and kind hearts, My name is Abdul Rahman, and I write to you from

abdulrahman-family

Guys, please help me. You are my last hope. You are the only ones who can save my mother and get her chemotherapy treatment this coming Thursday. Please spread the word. Don't let me down, don't leave me alone. Help me raise the necessary funds. Please donate. I swear my mother desperately needs all the help I can get so I can buy her medication and get her chemotherapy as soon as possible. Please donate.

fadel-dani

These may be my last words or the last time I write a post, so I will not forgive anyone who sees this post and does not support me with a single word and ignores me.

fadel-dani

I write this while writhing in pain, my eyes constantly brimming with tears. I can't bear this anymore. I'm utterly exhausted from severe anemia, the fainting spells I'm experiencing, and the exorbitant price of the medication I need.

fadel-dani

All I care about is getting rid of the fainting spells I experience and the constant pain. Please help me buy my medication so my body can recover and I can continue living.

fadel-dani

Please donate if you can. Your donation will enable me to buy my medication, and will save me, stop the fainting spells I experience, and end the constant pain.

pitbolshevik

please donate

closet-keys

There is only so much suffering one person can endure before resilience and hope is overtaken by desperation and despair. Please donate. Help him find relief from this pain and the means to escape this nightmare.

sporesgalaxy

Fadel is still ill and in pain. Please share and give what you can for his vetted campaign. every bit helps him get the medical care he desperately needs!

fadel-dani

My friends, please help me. You are my last hope. You are the only ones who can save me. Please donate to me. I desperately need all the help I can get so I can buy my medicine as soon as possible. Please donate.

fadel-dani

Please stop what you're doing right now. Stop eating; I'm very sick and can't eat. Stop playing around; I'm sick and can't get out of bed. Stop watching sports; I can't bear my pain.

All I'm asking is for your help to buy my medication as soon as possible, because my health is deteriorating rapidly and I'm constantly fainting. I urgently need my medication. Please donate.

abed-maj

I no longer know when the war truly ends… because for us, it is still here. The bombing has stopped, but our home is gone. The place that once held our memories, our laughter, and the small details of our daily life has turned into rubble— offering no shelter from the rain, and no protection from the pain. Today, the rain falls on an exhausted city, on destroyed homes, and on families trying to start over with almost nothing. Here, rain is not a symbol of life— it is another harsh test of survival and patience.

The end of the war in the news does not mean the end of its impact on our lives. The suffering continues— in the cold, in the loss of safety, and in the struggle to rebuild life from zero once again. We are not looking for pity, and we are not writing these words to seek sadness. We write because we want a real chance to live with dignity. We want to rebuild a home, to restore a sense of safety, and to give our family a new beginning after everything we lost. Rebuilding life is not easy, but it is possible when we are not left alone. Your support today means a roof to protect us from the rain, a wall replacing the rubble, and hope that tomorrow can be less cruel.

My name is Abedmajed Elderawi, and I live in Gaza with what remains of my once large and loving family.

If you are able to help, your support—no matter how small—makes a real difference in our lives. And if you are unable to donate, sharing this message means more than you may know. From the heart, thank you to everyone who has stood with us, to everyone who supported us, and to everyone who remembers that behind the headlines are people simply trying to survive and rebuild their lives. 🤍

nasr-atya

The War Is Almost Over… but Our Struggle to Rebuild Has Just Begun.

Every day here in Gaza feels like a year carved into our chests. The war isn’t like it was in the early days—the sky is quieter, the air carries less smoke, and the nights hold fewer explosions. But the pain… it still lives under the rubble, inside our memories, and in the empty spaces where our loved ones once stood.

I’m writing this today not because the war has completely ended, but because for the first time in a long while, it feels like the horizon is opening a little. A small space where we can breathe, gather ourselves, and try to rebuild what’s left of our lives. Yet every step forward feels like walking on wounded memories, and every stone from our destroyed home whispers stories we never got to finish.

We lived through nights so heavy we thought morning would never come. We lost things that can never be replaced—homes, dreams, pieces of our hearts. But we are still here… holding on, trying, fighting to stay standing despite everything.

And in the middle of this long road… there is a house. A house that once carried laughter, warmth, noise, and life. Today, all that remains is an image holding a memory—and rubble longing for the people who once lived inside.

Today, we are trying to rebuild—not just the walls of a house, but an entire life that was shattered. We are trying to create a new beginning, to live with dignity again, to give our family a sense of safety that we’ve been missing for so long.

We’re not writing this to mourn what was lost, but to ask for a chance to start again. We ask for your support because rebuilding after a war is not something one person can do alone—it is a human effort, a shared act of compassion. We need you. We need your hearts. We need your help to stand again.

Every contribution—no matter how small—makes a difference. It becomes part of our story, part of rebuilding a home, part of reviving a life that nearly faded.

The war may be almost over… but our journey back to life begins now.

My name is Naser AbuThaher. I’m 18 years old, and I live in Gaza.

🌿✨ Thank you to every soul who still feels our pain, and to everyone who reaches out a hand to help us rise again.

Dear Supporter,

I hope this message finds you and your family in good health. My name is Eman Zaqout from Gaza. I am reaching you out to seek your urgent help in spreading the word about our fundraiser. I lost both my home and my job due to the ongoing genocide in Gaza and we are facing catastrophic living conditions. 💔

I kindly ask you to visit my campaign. Your support, whether through donating or sharing, will help us reach more people who can make a difference. Thank you for your continued support for the Palestinian cause. Your dedication brings us closer to freedom. 🙏🕊

Note: Verified by several people as 90-ghost and aces-and-angels. ☑

https://gofund.me/b141d50f 🔗

Hello, my name is Mazin Fakak, and I live in Canada. Today, I am reachi… Mazin Fakak needs your support for Help my family survive famine an

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#signal boost #boost #mutual aid #free palestine

Hello, I would just to tell you that my mother got injured in her shoulder and take off her shoulder and broke, and she needs an urgent operation. I hope that who see my message donate and share this post widely so we can take out my mom and treat her abroad.

https://gofund.me/17f04245

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#inbox #palestine #free palestine #boost

The humble white person that posts about how their fellow white people shouldn't be racist instead of boosting actual brown people saying the exact same thing with 100 times more credibility.

#White savior complex never truly dies. The depth of the audacity is flabbergasting. I'm going back to drawing pictures.#03

nabulsi

I don't know how to verbalize this properly because I'm frustrated and I've been frustrated and tired for so long.

I don't have sympathy left for white liberals putting on a song and dance of how these election results are a huge blow to their mental health and everyone checking in with everyone "don't do anything you can't undo! take care of yourself! go to therapy! make sure you talk to someone!"

And I think it's because of just how these same people saying that shit were the ones talking down to Palestinians constantly about our personal decision surrounding the vote. To them, this is the worst case scenario. Power shifting hands from one warmongering egomaniac to another. Ignoring the fact that, to us, the worst case scenario has already happened and has been happening for over a year.

I am keeping up hope because I owe it to the people in Gaza to be hopeful about the future -- their future.

But speaking on myself, I have not been okay for a long time. I am not the same person I was a year ago. I am tired and nothing in my life feels worthwhile. I don't even feel like a person anymore.

And I have to watch white people who are, as we speak, sending harassment to my friends and other Palestinians, cry and whine about how it's the end of the world.

Did you check in with your Palestinian friends (assuming you have any with the way you act) when the world ended for them?? Do you regularly check in with your Palestinian friends who don't feel normal anymore? Who haven't felt normal for a while? Who don't even remember what normal feels like?

Or are we just expected to stay strong and hold your hand when you're sad?