In a place where children no longer know what safety feels like, a mother is trying to keep her children alive despite everything 💔
I don’t know how I am still holding on...
My name is Najah, and I am a mother of six children, including newborn twins 👶👶 who need urgent care every single moment.
We are living through extremely difficult days filled with fear, hunger, and the lack of basic necessities 🥺🍞
Sometimes my children go to sleep without enough food, and I stand helpless before their tears because I cannot provide milk, diapers, or medicine for them.
My newborn twins are still so fragile, and their tiny bodies need constant nutrition and care 🍼💔
But our situation has become far beyond my ability to handle, while my other children face hunger, cold, and fear every day.
For many days, we have not received any donations or help, and our situation keeps getting worse with every passing hour.
I try to stay strong for my children, but my heart breaks every night when I see them suffering and I have nothing to protect them with.
Every second now is precious ⏳
Every act of kindness could be the reason my children survive 🙏
I am not asking for the impossible — only for a chance for my children to live safely, stay together, and have hope for another tomorrow.
Please, from the bottom of my heart, do not ignore our suffering 💔
Any small donation could help me buy milk, diapers, food, and medicine for my children.
I am Najah, living with my twin children in a tent. As the tanks approached the area where we are staying, my fear was no longer for myself, but for my two little children who need safety more than anything else. All I hope for is that this danger passes peacefully and that I can protect them from being displaced once again.
Please donate $25, $50, $100, or any amount you can give 🤲
Every contribution, no matter how small, can make a real difference in my children’s lives.
And if you cannot donate, please share our story everywhere you can 📢
Your compassion may reach someone who can save my children before it is too late.
I beg you — stop here, donate, share, and choose kindness before this silence becomes another tragedy for my family.
Thank you to everyone who listened to our pain 🌸
Your kindness today could give my children another chance at life and safety.
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[PT: Stop watering down and censoring words! /End PT]
"Plus-sized" "Big-boned." "Fluffy." Fat. Fat is not a bad word. Skinny is not a bad word, buff is not a bad word, so why should fat be? Fatness is a natural body type. Stop making fat into a bad word. (Also, plus-sized pisses me off because plus WHAT? It implies a specific body type is "normal" and that being fat is "plus that.")
"Differability" "Differently abled" Disability. Disabled. Disabled isn't a bad word, disability isn't something to be ashamed of, and watering down terminology isn't fucking helping anyone.
"Neurospicy" Neurodivergent. Can we stop quirkifying neurodivergence? Neurodivergent people can be quirky, but please stop saying "all my neurospicy folks" and "neurospicies" and whatever. If you like these words for yourself, thats one thing, but stop using it unironically on other people!
"Sewerslide" Suicide. Stop censoring the topic of suicide, for the love of God. People suffering from suicidal ideation and people who have committed suicide deserve so much better than this baby talk.
"Unalived" Died. Murdered. Suicide. Whatever you mean.
"Grape" "Graped" Rape. Sexual assault. For fucks sake, VICTIMS DESERVE BETTER THAN HAVING A FOOD ITEM USED FOR THEIR TRAUMA.
"Seggs" "Smeggs" "Smex" "Sezz" Sex. It is sex.
"PDF" "PDFile" I would say pedophile, but ya'll keep using that word incorrectly, so I'mma say what you usually actually mean - child predator. (Please learn the difference between pedophilia and child predation and educate yourselves about paraphilias [link.] Stop demonizing mental disorders, there is no such thing as a "crime disorder.")
And don't get me started on the replacing letters with numbers. 1 as I, 3 as E, @ as A, etc. Not only is it inaccessible to screen readers and dyslexics, but it also is giving into censorship culture.
Speak up against it! Complain about it! Stop just conforming to the bullshit rules that companies enforce! Stop playing idly along with purity culture, paramisia, rape apologism, victim isolation and loneliness, ableism, suicidism, and fatphobia! Stop, just stop!
Censorship and needless rewording makes people feel ashamed or afraid to speak out! It prevents awareness and education! It reinforces stigma!
[PT: Censorship and needless rewording makes people feel ashamed or afraid to speak out! It prevents awareness and education! It reinforces stigma! /End PT]
Hello friends, I'm Ayoush Crochet, and I'm also Ayoush trying to help my family.
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Hi, I'm Raven, and I'm running this campaign on behalf of my friend Ayoush. Any money raised will go to her in full. Please note the campaig
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I'm here to tell you a few things. There are many haters and liars around, but I want to thank @el-shab-hussein who refuted all these false claims. However, You can follow up on this matter through this link click here
First, I'm the one who makes these crocheted pieces, and this is indeed the business card. You can see it on this page and contact me there as well. Click here
It was under our business name. But I lost the pieces and the business phone when my house was bombed.
That's why I'm here; I need your help and support. There are many hateful people here who wish us harm and genocide, but I'm striving for my dream and trying to help my family. These are some pieces of my work from before the war. I hope you can help and support us so we can continue living and alleviate our suffering.
Also, if you wish, you can follow the page on Instagram and view many more pieces of art.