How many people, in their last moments, knew it wouldn’t work… knew there was no real chance…
and still tried to help someone else anyway?
Not because it would save them.
Not because anyone would remember.
But because, in that moment, helping someone else felt like the only thing that still mattered.
We like to believe the world is cold. And sometimes it is. But then there are these moments… quiet, unseen…
where someone chooses kindness even when it changes nothing. Or maybe it changes everything. Maybe being human isn’t about winning or surviving. Maybe it’s about trying… even when it feels pointless.
Sometimes people try to help… even when they know it won’t be enough. Not because it guarantees anything, but because someone else might need that moment of care.
Right now, we are living through a situation where support like yours is what keeps us going. Food, clothing, even shelter… it all depends on the help we receive. If you choose to help us, you are not just giving money. You are giving my children a chance to keep going.❤️
I don’t usually add anything when I reblog posts like this. But this one stayed with me longer than I expected. There’s something very real here… not just words. A family, four kids, trying to keep going with whatever they have. If you read it, just don’t scroll too fast.
Why is no one responding?! Has humanity disappeared?! I'm screaming and no one is listening! My children need to live! We are in danger! How will you ever understand this?
Please help Mohammed, his wife Inas, and their four children. They need your support; they haven't received any donations, and their circumstances are difficult and harsh.
Guys, Gaza is still living through a disaster that no one is talking about anymore.
People are still dying.
Hunger is still there.
Medicine is still almost impossible to find.
We are trying to survive day by day in conditions that are not meant for any human being. Everything is scarce. Everything is expensive. Even the simplest needs have become a daily struggle.
My father is very sick and urgently needs treatment, but in these conditions, getting the care he needs feels almost impossible.
And while all of this continues, we are still here… trying, holding on, and asking for help.
We urgently need your humanity and support.
Please donate, Please share.
📍📍📍 Fundraiser vetted (#167 by el-shab-hussein & nabulsi), But we created a new GoFundMe page because GoFundMe suspended the beneficiary’s account on the platform, which put us in a very difficult situation.
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I'm writing this with tears in my eyes as my children scream in pain every night. Because of severe malnutrition their teeth are rotting and causing unbearable pain.
They refuse to eat and cry nonstop while I stand helpless watching them suffer. My heart is breaking. We urgently need medicine for the pain and infection plus a doctor visit. Thanks to your kindness we have raised $888 so far but we still desperately need $1,992 to complete the treatment.
Please help me stop my children's screams before it's too late. Even one dollar can make a difference. If you can't donate right now please reblog and share this post. Donate here: Click
Please don't scroll past my children's cries. My heart can't take it anymore.
My name is Alia, and I'm living in Honolulu, running this campaign for Ali and his friends and family in Gaza. Below is a message from Ali d
My brother Samer is racing against time. From a life-threatening coma due to a lack of bipolar medication to severe injuries from a devastating bombing. He is now caught between waiting for urgent medical travel and struggling to survive on limited medications. full story
Please help us Here you will find a link to donate to families in Gaza 😔❤️🙏
What you’re about to read isn’t a story it’s what remains after a home, a street, and a future are taken away !!
Sorry for the mentions @ ,this isn’t spam, sharing this so it can reach more people🥺💔💔💔
Hello everyone 🙏
We are Anas’s family, and this is our story from Gaza.
I never imagined I would be writing something like this, or sharing pieces of our life this way, but here we are. As you can see in the photos and videos I’m sharing, everything around us has changed. The place we once called home no longer exists. We lost our house, our land, and the life we spent years building, piece by piece, with memories that can never be replaced.
Today, we live in a tent. This thin fabric is all that separates us from the cold nights, the heat during the day, and the constant fear that never really leaves. Privacy is gone, comfort is gone, and safety feels like a distant memory. Every morning starts with the same question: how will we get through today?
Simple things that once felt normal are now daily struggles. Cooking means lighting firewood, breathing in smoke, and hoping we can find enough food to last. There is no electricity, no gas, no certainty. Just survival, one meal at a time.
Inside the tent, everything is cramped. This is where we sleep, rest, and try to feel human again. There is no silence here, only the sounds of drones, explosions, and the weight of uncertainty. Nights are the hardest. Fear gets louder when the world goes quiet.
The war did not stop. It is still happening, every single day. The sky fills with smoke, the ground shakes, and we are reminded again and again that nothing here is stable. Each explosion feels closer than the last, and every moment carries the possibility of losing even more.
This video shows our street. Every house you see destroyed once held families, stories, laughter, and dreams. This is where we grew up, where we knew every corner and every neighbor. Now it’s all rubble. Walking through it feels unreal, like moving through a memory that’s been violently erased.
If you’re able to help, you can donate through this link 👇👇
Campaign Update
Asking for help is not easy. It’s humbling and painful. But the truth is, we cannot do this alone. We are trying to survive with dignity in conditions no one should ever have to endure.
If you are able, please consider donating through the link at the end of this post. We are close to reaching our second goal, and every contribution truly makes a difference.
If donating isn’t possible, sharing this post is just as important. It helps our voices reach beyond Gaza, beyond the silence.
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