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We are in the south... suffering from famine‼️, save us🙏

Hello, I'm Wasim from Gaza, specifically from Al-Mawasi in the south of the Strip...

We are suffering from famine, there is no food other than flour and its price is 300$... It is very expensive, we cannot afford it...

I struggle every day in crowded queues to get bread to feed my family.😞💔

Help me and donate to me to buy flour for my family and satisfy their hunger.🙏

I'm nothing without you. You are my last hope.🫂😞😭

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220 sek = 20$

550 sek = 50$

1100 sek = 100$

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Donate to Help us rebuild our house, organized by Abd ALHOURANI

Hello, I'm Abdul Rahman from Gaza, I'm 23 years old, a graduate of accounting from the Islamic… Abd ALHOURANI needs your support for Help us

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #290 )✅️

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resources for anyone struggling 🤍

i’m reposting this from a deactivated account but many links were broken or uk-based, so i’ve verified links and resources ~ og post ~ please let me know if anything needs to be added/updated

suicide & crisis hotline: call or text 988 (800-273-8255)

trans lifeline: 877-565-8860

depression hotline: 866-903-3787

eating disorders helpline: 800-931-2237

rape and sexual assault: 800-656-4673

domestic violence hotline: 800-799-7233 or text “START” to 88788

child abuse hotline: 800-422-4453 or text “HELP” to 800-422-4453

grief support: griefshare.org or text “HELLO” to 741741

runaway safeline: 1-800-786-2929

after abortion hotline/pro-voice: text exhale pro-voice at 617-749-2948

trevor project

alternatives without harming yourself:

holding/squeezing ice

splashing your face with water

getting a rubber band and snapping it against your skin (this could hurt, though it’s better than other ways that people usually choose to self-harm)

take a hot shower or bath

eat something sour. it will take your mind off the urge. (lemon, sour candy)

massage where you would self-harm

get a red pen or red paint and draw/paint over where you usually self-harm

remind yourself as to why you shouldn’t do it (scars, harms organs, leave memories etc…)

describe what you are feeling (is the urge/pain in your chest, fists, legs, arms, head?)

killing yourself will not help. it is not a solution.

you have your whole life ahead of you. you have so many more years that you can accomplish things in.

for example;

having a family

getting married

to watch the sun rise

to watch the sun set

to save someone else’s life

finish school

get your dream job

to laugh

to smile

to go camping

travel to new places

to wake up every morning to the person you love

friends

family

to keep that promise you made

to accomplish a goal

to meet your idol

to listen to new music

theme parks

video games

chocolate

to be able to look back and say “i made it”

what you’re going through is temporary.

in case you need to hear this:

you are loved.

you are wanted.

you are needed.

you are beautiful.

you are handsome.

you are important.

you are not alone.

you are okay.

you are strong.

you are worth it.

you are smart.

you are not a failure.

you are useful.

you are going to be okay.

-> read full resource page here <-

thinking about this horrific story alongside that of Kelaia Turner, a 12 black child who attempted suicide at 12 yrs old after being relentlessly tormented by her racist classmates and teachers. after surviving the attempt, she was stalked and harassed by her bullies who took pictures of her whilst she was in a coma at the hospital, and now that she is conscious she is completely immobile, unable to speak, and requires constant care. white people are raising demon children and the world should burn several times over for these two little girls.

you guys made luigi mangione trend for days and I need to see the same energy for brianna boston. she is a 43 year old mother of three who ended a phone call with blue cross blue shield (after being denied a claim) “delay deny depose, you people are next” and is now being held under a 100,000$ bond and could face FIFTEEN years of prison if charged. she has no weapons, her record is clean, and yet she is being held behind bars. they are afraid of the public and are trying to subdue. do not let them!!!! be outraged that our freedom of speech is being threatened!!!!! deny defend depose! free brianna boston!

The Red Lines Policy

Israel controls all food that enters the Gaza Strip. In 2007, Israeli authorities mandated that Palestinians in Gaza should receive only the minimum of food to avoid malnutrition, featuring 37% fewer fruits and veggies than the average Israeli. Though Israel claims to have ended this policy, as of 2017, 40% of Gaza’s households suffered from severe food insecurity, largely as a result of Israel’s blockade.

I need to your donation urgently

My children are dying of hunger and pain save what is left of our lives💔😭😭

Help me buy medicine for my child, clothes and a tent so that I and my children do not lose their lives💔😭😭

I was living in a tent inside Al-Aqsa Hospital and my tent was bombed and burned💔💔⛺🔥🔥 and I and my children remained in the street. I do not have a tent or a mattress or anything.Not even a place for me and my children 😭😭

This is the lava of fire that fell on me and my children. My tent burned and my children burned. 💔⛺🔥⛺🔥🔥

This treatment is almost non-existent. There is no treatment and I need to buy it for my child. Its price is very expensive, about 400 dollars. 💔😭😭😭

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Donate to Be the reason to save a family in Gaza, organized by Samira Al-hapil

This is Samira, displaced from northern Gaza to central Gaza due to continuous … Samira Al-hapil needs your support for Be the reason to sav

My child burned in front of my eyes and my tent too. Imagine, my dear, your child is burning in front of you and you cannot buy him treatment. Save my child’s life. 😭😭😭💔💔

I am calling on your human conscience to help me buy medicine for my child, treat his burns, 😭🔥⛺🔥and buy a tent to shelter us from the bitter cold of winter. My children need your donations. Save what is left of the children’s lives.🥶🥶💔😭😭

Imagine, my dear, that your child does not sleep at night because of pain and hunger. My children are dying from pain and hunger. Please donate to me and my children. Please, your donation will make me happy and will save my children. Donate $20 and save my children's lives so I can buy them medicine and food.💓💓

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💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You

Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,

When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.

From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.

💔 A Journey of Loss, but Also of Strength

As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.

But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.

“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.

“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.

🌿 What Life Looks Like for Us Now

Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.

But things have only gotten harder.

The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.

We’re trapped.

🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨‍👩‍👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.

And yet…

Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.

Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.

💖 What You Can Do

If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.

Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.

Chuffed

Donate to Help Mosab saving who's left of his family

My name is Mosab Elderawi, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Life as I knew it has been completely destroyed. I have lost my home, my

✨ Why It All Matters

This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.

Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.

🙏 From the Heart: A Quiet Apology

There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.

When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.

If that happened, I am truly sorry.

Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.

I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.

If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.

Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.

With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️