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are people talking about the labor conditions at Taylor Farms yet? like the fact they use enslaved prisoners in their facilities?
are we drawing the connection between worker safety and consumer safety & public health yet?
are people demanding to see the conditions in this place that keeps making us sick? why are the enslaved workers not having the time to use the bathroom or to rest when ill? very few people would shit in front of their coworkers given any choice at all.
gender essentialism is soooo funny bc it's like "this is what women are like" and you're like "I've met women and many of them, if not the majority, have not been like that" and it's like "well women SHOULD be like that" and you're like "why should women be like that" and its like "because that's what women are like"
If my father dies, please remember that I begged you for a small donation or to share my post. I will not forgive anyone who sees this post and doesn't support me with a single word or a small donation, and ignores me.
I write these words with tears in my eyes, overwhelmed with fear for my father. He has been suffering excruciating pain and repeated fainting spells for the past week due to his cancer, and he cannot afford all the medications he needs because of their high cost. All I wish is that nothing bad happens to my father again, so I implore you to support me and help me buy his medications, cover his hospital stay, and get him the necessary surgeries as soon as possible. Please, be our support.
Worse still, my father suffers from blocked arteries and heart attacks, and he urgently needs surgery to remove the cancer and have stents implanted in his coronary arteries. Throughout this time, my father has been in constant pain. His surgery is extremely expensive, and I don't have enough money for it. Now he can't sleep because of the excruciating pain, and we can't afford his medications and painkillers to alleviate his suffering because of their high prices. I don't know what to do!
We need your help to relieve my father's pain and cancerous tumor and save him as quickly as possible. Please, I don't want to lose him before my eyes. Help me raise the money for his medication and surgery as soon as possible. Please stand by me. Look what's happening to us.
Please help my dear friend Nader and his father. He desperately needs money to buy his father's medicine and painkillers. No one should have to endure such excruciating pain for so long. Please grant him relief from his suffering. Help him survive this genocide.
Please donate to help Nader and his family. I saw the news today; the bombing is still ongoing, and there are many casualties. Please save my friend and his family from this horrific annihilation. Donate if you can, and share if you can't.
I don't know why, but I'm being targeted by Tumblr employees. I don't know why; whenever I post a blog, it either gets deleted or I'm blocked from sending messages. Please, friends, help me. I might not be able to stay here much longer. Please help me in any way you can and donate now.
🕊️ The Story of Amani and Her Children: Mohammad (17), Moath (14), and Habiba (10)
"Everything collapsed… and we were left alone under the ashes."
My name is Amani, and I’m a mother of three: Mohammad (17), Moath (14), and Habiba (10).
We used to live in a small home in northern Gaza. It wasn’t fancy, but it was filled with love, memories, and safety.
One day during the war, everything changed.
There was a loud explosion… then screams… then silence. When the dust settled, our home was gone.
Everything we owned — clothes, family photos, Mohammad’s school books, Habiba’s favorite doll — was buried under the rubble.
We fled with nothing but the clothes on our backs.
Since then, we've been living in a tent, exposed to the cold, the heat, the fear, and the hunger.
💔 “Mom, when will we go back home?” Mohammad asked me.
I have no answer… because there is no home to return to.
Mohammad, at 17, should be finishing school, but he had to stop because we can't afford even a notebook.
Moath, 14, is deeply traumatized. He barely sleeps at night.
Habiba, only 10, has forgotten what it feels like to sleep in a real bed.
💢 Life became a daily struggle:
We often sleep hungry.
There's no medicine when my children get sick.
I have no job, no support, and no future in sight.
All I have now… is my voice.
🙏 Please, help us survive.
We don’t ask for much — only for the chance to live with dignity.
Your donation — no matter how small — could:
Provide food, blankets, or clean water.
Help Mohammad return to school.
Give Habiba a reason to smile again.
🕊️ Save Amani and her children
You can help rebuild a life destroyed by war.
Your kindness can bring hope to a family lost in the darkness.
We are a displaced family from Rafah in the Gaza Strip. We lost our home and everything we owned due to the war, and today we live without safe shelter.
We need your support to secure a simple place to take refuge and to provide for our basic needs. Any donation or even sharing this appeal could make a huge difference for our family.
May God reward you 🤍
https://gofund.me/c97eeef2
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Despite the immense pressures we face, we still strive to hold onto our dreams of education and social life. The road ahead is not easy, but behind every hardship lies a story of resilience, and behind every challenge, an unwavering hope. We simply need someone who understands us and supports us so we can continue.
Dear Friends,
I am Mohamed Mohamed, 34 years old, and I a… Mohammed Mohammed needs your support for Urgent message from a bereaved famil
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Hello.. I am Rawan, a mother of three beautiful children, living in Gaza. My heart breaks every day when I see my children living in constant fear, wanting nothing more than to feel safe. Our lives have become an endless nightmare. Whenever they hear the sound of a missile, they freeze in place, and fear fills their eyes😔🥺🇵🇸🍉💔.
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I am writing to you with a heart full of hope and faith and asking for urgent help: My family is in great danger due to the war, and I am collecting donations to save them. Please, can you repost my campaign post on my account? Every participation can make a difference in my family's life. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for any help you can provide. The campaign was documented by. @gazavetters
We don't have shelter or enough food. We sleep on the cold ground, and my children complain of cold and hunger, and I try to smile at them. I see the sadness in their eyes, and I feel deeply helpless because I cannot protect them. Every day that passes is a new challenge, and I can't imagine a future for them in this hell.🍉💔
I implore you from the bottom of my heart, please help us. We need any help that can be a lifeline for us. ?🥺🍉
My children deserve the chance to live in peace, and we are fighting to survive. Save us before we lose everything.💔🤍
please don't save our lives please help me by donating $10 Or20$ to save my family
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These are my children. It is forbidden for these children to be sick and hungry. They are craving everything and I cannot provide them with the simplest thing. A biscuit has now cost $20 and I do not have the money. They have not eaten vegetables or flour due to their high prices for months. 💔
💔🍉Help me plz
Our life was beautiful before October 7, but after October 7, everything was destroyed. My house, all my belongings, and everything were left in ashes and rubble from the rubble. 💔🍉
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it’s okay to do things that make your symptoms worse (as long as you’ll stay safe)
every once in a while you need to eat something yummy. or go on a walk. or a trip to the zoo. take a hot shower. cry your eyes out. dance. listen to music. draw for way to long. write. laugh. sit in a cafe with a friend. paint your nails. dye your hair. go on a run. pet a cat
sometimes you need to do things that are cathartic or make yourself feel alive. sometimes you need the reminder of why you’re fighting so hard to stay alive
this is your reminder that just because it makes your symptoms worse, it isn’t always the wrong thing to do. there can be value in these actions
If you think about it too, abled people do it all the time. Deciding to drink to excess at a party knowing they'll have a hangover. Going to a theme park knowing walking all day is going to hurt their feet by the end. We have the right to make those same decisions.
This is called Dignity of Risk, and it's an important concept in disability justice.
Everyone weighs their physical and mental/emotional health against one another in constantly shifting balance; inevitably, there are times when we choose to accept consequences to one for the sake of the other.
Infantilsing us by undermining our agency in the name of "protection" or "care" is yet another way that we are disabled by society.
incredibly bizarre and confusing seeing ppl call themselves "chuds" all the sudden b/c like
thats what we call neo nazis and shitty conservative bros? or at least its what we used to call them? why are ppl calling themselves "chuds" affectionately now
what is happening
yall know chud means fascist right like please tell me yall know that
im hoping this is a case of "younger folks on the internet adopting Silly Word b/c its Silly and not realizing it actually means something"
so here's me educating! you're calling yourselves fascists! thats what you're doing! maybe don't do that and use your head before you start using every goofy word you see!