‼️A Life Slipping Away Every Second — No Potassium, No Hope‼️ 💔
My patient is fading before our eyes, moment by moment, because the potassium medication that is vital to sustaining her life during kidney failure is unavailable. Her condition has become critical, and every minute that passes could be her last.⏳😭
🦋We are pleading with you—if there is compassion in your hearts, please donate immediately. Your help may be the only thing standing between her life and death.🫂💔🙏🏻
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€2,165 / €30,000 raised as of April 8th, 2026. Please donate to this family if you have the means to at all, no matter what it is that you can afford to contribute doing so as soon as possible will make a difference and is absolutely worth it, and be sure to reblog this post using tags to spread the word and keep donations coming in consistently!
Donations have been very sparse lately, so please do as much as you can to help
Im gonna be so real can yall actually talk about ways we can support trans women in the UK instead of giving all the attention to fucking JKR. I already know that Harry Poter sucks, I wanna know how to actually HELP people. Something something you have to love the oppressed more than you hate the oppressor
I’ve been keeping up with The Future of Congo for a while; who work on providing free healthcare, education, and other necessities for the people. I wouldn’t be surprised if they’re mentioned in another reblog, but might as well add the link to their website all the same :^)
Join a youth-led movement transforming lives in the Democratic Republic of Congo. We provide free education, healthcare, and humanitarian re
Bisan says that among all the aid organisations working in North Gaza right now, Ele Elna Elak is one of the most effective, geared towards resolving the water scarcity and making clean water and vegetables available to Gazans.
Donations to mutual aid groups have dropped by half since the ceasefire was announced. The bombs may have quieted, but the suffering hasn’t stopped— Palestinians in Gaza still need our help. Please, if you’re able, donate today:
Translating Falasteen (Palestine), in collaboration with The Sameer Project, launched a fundraising campaign to support families in Gaza fac
Alright folks! If you've ever wanted to donate to me, let's get some of these folks some help! Afro Palestinians go unheard even in the midst of an entire community suffering alongside them. I want to make sure they get some vision, too!
mutual aid means no hierarchy between givers and receivers
a new mutual aid org, Bridge of Solidarity, has been established in the gaza strip by 17 year old poet yazan mohammed in response to the exploitative practices conducted by some charities and encouraged by the existing charity-based model of fundraising for gaza. according to BoS: "the western attention economy and pity economy plays a large role in who lives or dies in gaza." essentially, people need to make themselves marketable in order to receive lifesaving aid; people who are not marketable die. yazan himself wrote about the damage this can do to one's self image, which you can read here.
after trying for a year to respect his own privacy, my friend siraj was also pressured into posting images of his son's emaciated body in order to gain sympathy from westerners.
we cannot keep forcing people to do this anymore.
here's a declaration of their values from bridge of solidarity's most recent post:
Our organization is against the Western gaze. We refuse to humiliate people. We refuse to force people to take photos. We refuse to force people to take photos with our flyer or logo. People will receive aid freely without being forced to pose. We will respect people's privacy completely. Our principles include autonomy, dignity, sovereignty, mutual respect, and mutual aid.
this org will prioritize giving aid to people without phones or social media, who do not speak english, and who do not have outside support or living parents. these are the people who are not palatable to westerners but who deserve to live with as much dignity as everyone else
as of five days ago, BoS are working on a water truck delivery
I’m not seeing much coverage of Gaza in mainstream media. Apparently, a genocide isn’t “trending” enough. Must be something more important… like a celebrity feud.
When famine in Gaza made headlines, the media flooded the airwaves — Israel couldn’t lie its way out. But genocide? They look away.
The mind of the displaced person is torn between displacement and displacement. A lost mind searching for a tent, a bathroom, or a safe place that does not exist. The south is death, Gaza is death, and the occupation changes its methods of humiliating us every time, as if it were its first experience. Death here is more merciful than an endless journey of displacement.
In every speech, Netanyahu justifies his crimes by saying he is fighting Hamas. I want to tell him that in 1948, when Israel killed my grandfather, Hamas did not even exist.
Because of this criminal, I lost my sister’s child to famine, I lost half of my family to bombing, and my mother and father were injured while trying to get food. Please, donate to my family if you can, share widely, and speak about us so we are not forgotten.
Can’t go a day without seething in rage about how “Woke” was coined to discuss the pervasive nature of antiblack racism throughout all societies and got so fucking mangled by the white masses across all political spectrums that it practically doesn’t mean anything anymore. It’s almost a joke of itself.
Hello, my name is Nadin. I’m from Gaza. I’m a graphic design graduate, a wife—and now, a mother.
I finished my design studies just before the war began. I had dreams of starting a small studio, of creating art that told stories. I used to think about colors and fonts and the future.
Then, the war came. And the future became something we tried to hold onto, moment by moment.
On October 22, 2023, I learned I was pregnant when a missile destroyed my husband’s family home, killing 25 members—his mother, siblings, nieces and nephews—entire branches of our family in seconds.
We were displaced twice. Everything was gone—home, safety, routine, rest.
A few weeks later, I gave birth to our daughter. There was no crib, no celebration—not even stillness. But she arrived, quietly and beautifully. In her eyes I saw something I hadn’t felt in weeks: life that still wanted to grow.
Now, our days are shaped by decisions that could dismantle the future we are trying to build together.
Today, Israel’s government is discussing plans for a full military occupation of the Gaza Strip, including Gaza City and southern regions. The stated aim: to eliminate Hamas and later hand governing control to allied Arab forces—not Israel—but with no clear path to peace or normalcy.
The humanitarian fallout is devastating. More than 61,000 Palestinians have died in this war; hunger and malnutrition are rising sharply. Hospitals in north Gaza have shut down, and 193 people have now died of starvation, nearly half of them children.
Aid remains blocked, water is scarce, and many risk dying of hunger or disease long before future promises arrive.
We Don’t Know What Comes Next
There’s no clear path forward—only uncertainty for our daughter’s life and our ability to survive another day.
My name is Nadin, and I’m a mother from Gaza.
How You Can Help
I’m asking for support—not for comfort, but for survival:
Help us meet basic needs so we can breathe, heal, and preserve a world for our daughter.
Support us as I try to stand again on my own feet—even a glimmer of stability matters.
If you’ve read this far, thank you. If you can give—thank you. If you can’t—just sharing this post is a lifeline I will never forget.
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