Hello my friends, I am here again, I am Samah, Ammar's mother. 💔💔🙏 I thank you for everything you have done for me and for Ammar, and I hope that you will stand by Ammar in these difficult circumstances. I need your support and donations to save his life. From death I beg you 💔😭😭🙏 to donate to save Ammar's life. Donate even the smallest amount to save my son's life. He is still young and cannot bear all this pain he feels. I know that you will not leave Ammar alone to suffer.
How long will you stay silent while we die in front of your eyes? The murderous Zionists have bombed Al-Ahli Baptist Hospital — the only hospital serving Gaza City. They destroyed the surgery ward, the oxygen station, and hit the ICU.
My family is left to suffer, and the world watches in silence. Help my family in Gaza. Your support could mean their survival.
Donate to us here on GoFundMe or directly via PayPal.
Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.
I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.
Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔
But I don’t want this to just be a story of loss. I want it to be a story of hope. No matter how much has changed, I refuse to stop believing in better days. I refuse to stop dreaming of a future where I can rebuild, where I can find peace, where I can wake up in the morning without fear.
That’s why I’m here. To share my journey. To connect with people who believe in kindness and humanity. To remind myself—and anyone reading this—that even in the darkest times, there is still light. ✨
If you’ve read this far, thank you. I’d love to get to know you too. Tell me something about yourself in the comments. Let’s build something positive together. 💬💙
a new law was just passed that gives every baby born after today 1 million cigarettes and if they can smoke them all before dying they will be granted immortality
michael the abortion or whatever
Dear Humanity,
I'm Haya from Gaza , from a family of 8 people: my parents, two sons, and four daughters (two of them suffer from allergies).
I've witnessed the evidence of the tragedy that has struck our lives in Gaza, where my family and I have survived amidst numerous previous wars. But today, we face the most dangerous and fierce battle in the current war. The urgent need intensifies for us, as we have nothing left and are unable to secure our basic needs such as food, water, and safe shelter.
Here is our story - On October 7th, our lives changed forever, my family and I evacuated from northern Gaza to southern Gaza, hoping to return soon, but it wasn't meant to be. Our home was surrounded, burned, and then completely destroyed, Our home, once a fortress of hope, now lay in ruins, a stark reminder of our shattered dreams.
The night before we left from the north to the south was terrifying. Shelling sounds were everywhere, making a loud noise that felt like it went through our souls. Every explosions shook the ground like earthquakes, sending shockwaves of fear through our trembling bodies. filling us with fear. The air smelled of destruction and blood, making it hard to breathe. When dawn came, we saw the devastation around us, realizing our home was now a symbol of loss and despair.
We ran into the streets and with each step we took into the unknown streets, we felt as if we were plunging deeper into the abyss of our shattered existence, leaving behind everything we own in our home: Clothes, important official documents, the car, and literally it's almost everything - the enormity of our loss weighed heavily upon us.
Our home it was where we found hope, safety, and made precious memories. Losing it felt like losing years of our lives, leaving us adrift amidst the wreckage of our shattered existence.
A brief video depicting the devastation that struck our home and our entire neighborhood in Gaza.
Desperate Plea: Escaping Gaza's Allergy Nightmare
I, Haya, suffer from severe allergy to penicillin-derived medications, and my sister, Amal, also suffers from severe allergies to medications from my family such as Paracetamol and Ibuprofen.
These allergies create a deep sense of fear and anxiety for us, as we live in a constant state of tension and fear of anything that may require a visit to the hospital. We fear being given inappropriate medications due to the unavailability of suitable treatments in Gaza because of war or lack of awareness and not informing the doctor of our allergies, which could lead to serious consequences threatening our lives.
MY Father Income
Our dreams are heading towards oblivion in the labyrinth of an uncertain future
My story, along with my siblings, represents a united team of four individuals, three of whom are skilled programmers and one graphic designer. We work as freelancers in the world of freelancing.
As for my younger sister, she is a student studying at the College of Architecture. She has always carried a big dream in her heart, a dream of being part of changing Gaza, of making it more beautiful and better. She looked forward to the day when she would receive her degree and start building this dream. But the beginning of the war changed everything. The destruction of infrastructure and universities cast shadows of despair over her dreams.
When I think of my brother in Belgium, I can't help but feel deep sadness. He has been suffering from unbearable anxiety and insomnia since the outbreak of the war. Sleep eludes him at night, and his physical and mental health collapses under the weight of these heavy burdens, negatively affecting his performance at work. Problems and challenges pile up in front of him without the slightest opportunity for rest.
We all feel psychological pressure and extreme anxiety. The war hasn't been limited to external attacks but has deeply infiltrated our daily lives. We search among the rubble for a little safety and the basic resources for survival. Every day comes with a new challenge that we must overcome.
As we sway amidst the rubble of shattered dreams, our souls wrestle and our hearts beat strongly challenging the ravages of war.
Our parents earnestly seek a way to rescue us from this hell, feeling the heavy responsibility for every moment we spend under the shadows of fear and destruction. They dream of a safe place where they can build for us a better future, filled with security and hope, for we deserve life in all its meanings of comfort and peace.
Perhaps this fundraising campaign represents a light in the midst of darkness, it is indeed the only hope we cling to firmly.
I appeal to the world as a whole to hear my cry and the mournful cry of my family in Gaza. We need the helping hand that reaches out to wipe our tears and build a bridge to safety.
Your donation is not just a donation; it's an opportunity to rebuild life and brighten a better tomorrow. Be part of our hopeful story, for we need your hand to start anew.
The purpose of the fundraising campaign
The goal of this fundraising campaign is to rescue my family - my parents, my siblings, and me - through the Rafah Crossing to Egypt, which currently requires $5000 per person. This campaign is our only chance to stay alive, and I humbly request your assistance at this critical time. I will provide you with a comprehensive breakdown of the expenses, committing to transparency and clarity.
Thank you for your kindness and support.
.جزاكم الله خيراً
yours sincerely;
Haya Alshawish.
shoutout to the one (1) coherent memory i have from being in psychosis where a nurse told another nurse "shes not retaining anything we're saying-" and i interjected "HE*" and she said "except that."
snoopy of the day
call me a dirty communist radical but I think everyone should know if they live near toxic waste
What follows is a collection of links to various posts concerning fundraisers I've vetted. These are primarily ones for Ghazzawi families although some fundraisers for Sudani families are also listed (I'm more familiar with my own country's politics and dialect and am more capable of vetting fundraisers for Palestinians as a result).
- Not sure where to donate? Here's a guide.
- Mutual Aid Initiatives to donate to.
- Gaza Evacuation Funds verified fundraisers spreadsheet (compiled by nabulsi and yours truly, the fundraisers are verified by us and Mohammed Ayesh).
- Gaza Vetters verified fundraisers spreadsheet (we are not associated with gaza-vetters directly, but from what I know they are reliable and completely legitimate).
- Unvetted but highly likely legitimate fundraisers
- Fundraisers for general purposes and a variety of recipients (TO BE UPDATED).
Defunct / Paused indefinitely:
- Instructions on how to submit a fundraiser for Westerners. (One of the main reasons I'm no longer taking vetting requests from Westerners is because I'm currently receiving a very high volume of requests for boosts from already vetted Ghazzawiyeh people directly and I want to prioritize helping them. I cannot do that with requests from others. Please refrain from sending me requests for vetting.
Blog-related issues:
- gaza-vetters temporary hiatus latest update on the matter (original post on the matter).
- About the targeted harassment campaign against Palestinians on tumblr, from August 2nd to August 7th 2024. Addressing writing-prompt-s / badjokesbyjeff and others' accusations and slander.
- Important fuck you to a lot of bloggers I will not name: On the topic of 'allies' Part 1. On the topic of 'allies' Part 2.