me trying to convince myself that the whole spectrum of human emotions is a good and necessary thing to feel even if its not comfortable while im actively experiencing emotions that make me feel like my bones are being dissolved in acid
HOLY SHIT GUYS, I WAS INSPIRED BY THIS POST TO TRY MAKE THE SONG AND YOU WOULD NOT BELIEVE THE SCREAM I SCRUMPT WHEN I DRAGGED THE TRAINING AUDIO OVER THE BACKING TRACK AND IT LINED UP PERFECTLY
"I am Abdel-Majeed… writing to you from the heart of hunger and bombardment"
Peace be upon you,
I never imagined I’d write a plea to the world like this…
But today, I have no other choice.
My name is Abdel-Majeed.
I’m a father to a baby girl who hasn’t even turned one 👶,
and a husband to a patient, broken-hearted wife —
she has nothing left but her tears and prayers.
We are now living under a sky raining fire 💥
and on a land with no food and no water 🚫💧.
Hunger is eating us alive.
The shelling never stops.
Even the soup kitchens have closed 🚷 —
And the only hope left is in the hearts of the kind and merciful ❤️.
I know the world is tired.
I know everyone is struggling.
But I am writing to you from deep pain —
From the heart of a father with nothing left:
No milk 🍼, no bread 🍞, not even a drop of hope.
A bag of flour here costs $600 💸.
Can you imagine?
We don’t dream of meat 🥩 or fruit 🍎 —
We just want a small piece of bread to silence my baby girl’s cries.
I cry in silence 😢
as I watch her tremble from hunger,
while my wife tries to soothe her
with the softest voice full of broken tenderness…
But love alone doesn’t feed.
And it doesn’t protect us from the bombs 💔.
Please… Don’t scroll past.
Even $5 could be the line between life and death.
I’m not asking for the impossible.
I just want to keep my family alive.
To give my daughter one more day…
My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people
Please share — don’t let this post fade.
Let it reach every living heart.
Save a life today.
Be the hope we no longer have. ✨
It’s rare to feel happy in northern Gaza. But the other day, my sister Soso made me smile.
It’s not a lie that sugar is expensive. 1kg is $80. Frying oil is $70. That donut was expensive to make, even without the sugar. But it’s okay. Even if it means the adults can’t eat, it’s okay. Soso was happy for a few hours. She’s only 4 years old yet her life is already so hard. She’s not growing properly due to malnutrition and trauma. Her mental health is in shambles, not at all how a child should be. Since birth, two wars have come very close to killing her, so we just want her to be happy.
Please help me make her happy every day. A few days ago, she was the happiest child in the world because she ate an apple for the first time in a year. That won’t happen again because fruits are too expensive, but I swear, she explodes with joy when we buy vegetables too. She is a child with simple dreams.
Please don’t feel hesitant to help me, my campaign has been vetted!
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #347 )✅️
I am Rawan from northern Gaza, a 21-year-old Palestinian engineer. I launched this campaign as a last hope to escape this dark reality that
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