Donations - Blog Posts
I do not have money to donate, but I hope this will boost your cause and I send prayers and love to you and your family ❤️🕊️🙏
🚫Beware of PayPal links🚫 Scammers steal all the information and images and create a PayPal link.
I only have the campaign link on the Chuffed website.
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #381 )✅️
‼️ its time to help ‼️
🍉 The ceasefire was stopped 🍉
⚠️ don’t ignore my text ⚠️
I am Mahmoud from North Gaza, studying computer engineering. I was working in a programming company during my studies. I got married a day before the war started and I was living in my house with my wife, but because of the war, things changed and I lost my house, my job and my father. 💔
It is very unfortunate and now my family has no breadwinner, so I desperately need your help. My wife is pregnant and we are suffering from famine. My child is my only hope in this world. I am asking you for a small donation so that I can provide food for my pregnant wife, please
✅️UPDATE 17/01/2025✅️
After the ceasefire in Gaza, hope has returned to us once again, giving us the strength to rebuild our lives.
now my wife is five months pregnant. She requires full care, including medications, vitamins, and medical attention.🤰👼
I beg you to help me and save my first child.🫀
My hope is for my child to come into better circumstances than these.
It is incredibly difficult for a child to be born in a tent, in the worst conditions, surrounded by insects and germs.
Please, help me build a new hope for this small family 👨👩👦
please make a donation 🙏
any amount will make difference to us
$4,223 Raised Of $30,000
Hello! I need medication for life to prevent my lungs from collapsing, this implies permanent treatment with steroids, oxygen therapy, control of oxygen in the blood and antibiotics to prevent the development of bacteria in the lungs.
I'm afraid I have to insist on this because it may be the only way to get my treatment.
I need medication for life to keep my lungs from collapsing, this costs around $700 per month.
Things are really tough on me,I can’t afford. Please donate🖤
unfortunately I do not have the money to financially support, so I will post this in hopes of others finding it and getting your message across
stay strong dear friend, we love you and you will be in my prayers 🙏❤️
To people who are desperately asking for fundz/donations on tumblr.
USE THESE REDDIT SUBS INSTEAD PLEASE FOR GOODNESS SAKE!!!!!!!!!
Hate Reddit if you want, but using these subs are your best chance. People gather in these subs because they have charity to spare:
/r/Assistance /r/legaladvice /r/RandomKindness /r/Charity /r/care /r/Random_Acts_Of_Pizza /r/Food_Pantry https://www.reddit.com/r/RandomActsOfPetFood/ https://www.reddit.com/r/RandomActsOfChristmas/ https://www.reddit.com/r/almosthomeless/ https://www.reddit.com/r/homeless
/r/freelance /r/povertyfinance /r/thrifty /r/borrow /r/gofundme
/r/depression /r/familysupport /r/transitions
I never see anyone actually getting any significant donations on tumblr and to be honest, tumblr is the worst place to ask for assistance. Use it as your last resort, it frustrates me to no end seeing people begging for help, reblogging the same post over and over, the same types of posts over and over, to no avail, when people are waiting to help you on a different part of the web GO TO WHERE THE HELP IS. IF YOU WANT DIRECT ACTION TO WORK STOP WITH TUMBLR AND USE REDDIT.
PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF SATAN REBLOG THIS SO WE CAN START REDUCING THE AMOUNT OF DONATION POSTS THAT GET STUCK FLOATING AROUND THIS WEBSITE
"Help me and my family escape this raging war in order to survive."
My name is Eyad Sami.
I have been married to Amal Mahmoud for thirteen years, and we have four children: Sami, Mohammad, Sarah, and Saad. We are from Palestine, specifically the Gaza Strip, which has been under siege for over eighteen years.
Now, we no longer have a home, and my family lives in a refugee school in the Al-Zaytoun area of northern Gaza, while I live in a tent in Deir al-Balah. I haven't seen my children or my wife for over eight months. My children and wife are suffering from continuous bombing, lack of resources to live in peace, and a shortage of food and water. Here, I am enduring severe psychological and physical pressures due to my inability to be with them and meet their needs.
I ask anyone who reads my story to look upon us with compassion and help me raise even a small amount of money so that we can leave this country and find a safe place to live. We seek a country that offers us safety and a decent life, far from wars, genocide, and lack of security. We need shelter, food, water, education, and healthcare for me and my family.
My previous account was verified by many people, but unfortunately, it was banned, and I had to create a new account. Please share my new account and help my family reach a larger audience for support and assistance.
🙏🙏
Thank you
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Free Palestine
A small part of my story
Under the title
A month equals a year and a year equals a whole lifetime..
Every time I remember that moment, my heart almost jumps out of my body.
I don't know... am I happy or sad?!
When I found out for the first time after waiting for nine years that I was carrying a fetus in my womb, I couldn't believe it!
It was something like a dream that couldn't be comprehended!
We hugged and cried together, my lover and I, with joy, alone in a city completely devoid of people.
I didn't mean anything like romance... no!
Just us and danger, or rather under the name "us and death".
You will know later what I mean by this.
I will complete my story for you...
Nine years ago, I never got pregnant, can you imagine?!!
Yes, for the first time, a hug accompanied by crying and tears of joy...
It happened in the war!
Yes, it happened in the war!
Oh my God!
In difficult times, and almost impossible life.
We were not even ready to have children after about half a year or a little more of the war,
and we no longer wanted to think about it at all, especially with the horror of what we had experienced in the recent events of our lives.
We had completely forgotten about this subject.
Although this was our plan recently, but before the Holocaust (the "cruel war" that was unlike any war we had experienced before),
we went together constantly to see the doctor, and did everything we could to be blessed with a child.
We prayed a lot, and we paid a lot of expenses in order to give birth to this little one who was stubborn and refused to come to this dangerous and strange world.
It makes us both smile.
It is really amazing!
We also thought and made a decision recently to undergo an IVF procedure, but circumstances worsened and we did not complete the treatment stage.
God did not want us to complete the treatment journey and undergo the injection procedure.
Yes, but He wanted the pregnancy to happen suddenly without operations, without treatment, without prior planning, and without even thinking about the whole thing!!
Oh, His wisdom and power.
It's like a sign from God to compensate us with such great joy in the midst of this pain we are living because of this deadly war that has taken away everything we own...
Even security was stolen from our hearts.
One day, specifically on the fourth of Ramadan, we decided to return home for several reasons.
The army was present in our area when it invaded the city of Khan Yunis, as the tanks were stationed right near our house at the time,
specifically the Qarara area ("Kissufim").
You will wonder, dear reader: Why did you return home?
When you finish reading, you will know all the answers.
Excuse me, this is the first time I am writing.
I am not a writer, and I can make mistakes while telling my story, so read, dear, and think carefully, and you will see all the answers in front of you...
We were exposed to death at any moment.
Even every night we would prepare a first aid kit containing some gauze, disinfectants, iodine, painkillers, and the like.
We were afraid of the coming of night. Night was not only pitch darkness, but a terror unlike any other!
The city was closer to what is called a "ghost town".
I cannot describe to you how much the night scared me, even though I was one of those who loved the night, staying up late, and watching the stars and the moon.
We were very afraid when darkness fell, as if it was a symphony of shelling about to begin, for this was a mentally ill occupier who never stopped hitting the stones and trees, as he enjoyed taking the soul from people.
Every day we would listen to the bursts of bullets hitting the walls of the house, and the shells that I remember did not stop throughout the nights.
When I heard the sound of the shells exploding, I was counting...
Almost every nine seconds there was a shell exploding!
That's really what happened with this crazy occupier!!
I told you it was a symphony, as if he was having fun while bombing our city!!
But do you know what scared me the most..?
What is known as the "drone", this alone is enough to shock me whenever I see it close to the ground or hear its sound.
We used to always hear explosions accompanied by the sounds of bursts of rubble shattering from neighboring houses, when they were repeatedly and directly bombed.
The sound of the shell whistls enough… Oh, how scary it was!
You feel and say: Where… Where will it explode? Where?!
Will it be with us or not?
Will we both die now, I wonder!!!
Yes, it is extremely painful, and you cannot imagine it no matter how much I describe it to you.
Believe me… It is something like madness!
This is the first time I am writing these details!!!
The question still haunts you and revolves in your mind: What forces you to stay at home despite all this danger?!
Yes, now I will answer you…
I was forced to stay with my husband because he refused to leave the damned house! Yes, I used to call it damned, and it is my home that I have always loved and dreamed of.
But after the exhaustion we have experienced due to displacement… Oh, displacement and its suffering!
We were displaced several times:
First from Al-Qarara, then to Al-Aqsa University in Khan Younis, from the university to Rafah, from Rafah to Dair al-Balah, then to the sea of Dair al-Balah, and then what next!? Isn't all this displacement enough!!!
As if it were a farce...
We are fed up!
It was really devastating, we couldn’t describe it, and you can’t imagine it either.
That’s why my husband decided to return, even though the house had been shelled with a number of shells, and the army had not yet withdrawn from the area…
We both walked on foot back from Dair al-Balah,
via shortcuts other than the main road (“Salah al-Din Street”),
away from the sniper’s sight; because it was a prohibited combat zone.
We returned from the back of the house called “Al-Matahin”, near the “Al-Berka” road that leads to Dair al-Balah.
The road was a little safer.
I tried all the way over and over with my husband, trying to convince him not to return… Even my family tried a lot, and everyone warned us.
All of them, we know very well what we are getting into.
Indeed, it was a matter of two options with no alternative: "life or death"!
Even after we arrived home and witnessed the fear during this trip, and because of the very close bombing and the spread of drones, I insisted a lot that we leave and leave him immediately,
but to no avail... He did not listen to me.
He used to say to me: "I will get you out of here, but I will come back and stay here."
And of course I refused every time...
I will die with him, and I will not leave him alone and abandon him!
He is my partner, my support, and the love of my heart.
Here I gave up trying to convince him, and surrendered to what was coming... As I told you: "life or death."
I have never experienced such fear in my life before!
I felt my intestines tearing every night from the severity of the pain, and I discovered that when I am exposed to extreme fear, I suffer from severe abdominal cramps.
I almost tremble with fear when I hear the sound of a tank approaching the house, or when I hear the footsteps of the infantry soldiers.
Can you imagine where we used to sleep and spend the darkest of miserable nights?
Under the bed.
For a whole month we slept under the bed!
To avoid stray bullets and flying shrapnel as much as possible.
I was almost dying… I couldn’t breathe normally, and I would suffocate a lot whenever danger approached us.
As usual, my husband was stubborn and always tried to calm me down.
I know he was scared too, but he didn’t show me that,
and didn’t make me feel his fear;
To strengthen me, protect me and make me feel safe.
Although we witnessed another difficult situation during our last displacement… Whenever the army withdrew, we would return home,
But it deceived us time after time, and stormed again and again.
That time it was also very difficult, as the shells were hitting the "Al-Matahin" building right next to us, exploding before our eyes.
I could hear the whizzing of bullets next to my ear,
and see the bullets between our feet as we ran, hitting the sand and moving it!
A strange feeling came over me at that moment,
As if I were in a movie!
Is this real, what is all this brutality, what is all this violence, why all this killing, why all this killing, why am I here, why is my life like this,
I was lost in a sea of many, many endless questions.
To the point that I was imagining and wondering: Have I been shot and haven't felt the pain of the bullet yet?
Did the bullet hit my lover?!
Questions ran through my head that had no answers, and no acceptable explanation,
But the most important question is, am I still alive???
Yes... We miraculously survived this time, my friend, but let's consider that I am like someone killed without a fight!
During that period, during the month we spent in a state of almost permanent shock,
One night, we received a phone call.
It was our kind and gentle neighbor, we did not know she was in the city, one of her relatives had told her we were there, and she called to check up on us and ask for help.
That woman was an elderly woman in a wheelchair and her daughter was with her who was taking care of her, they lived alone together in their house, and they had not left after the evacuation order due to her illness and inability to move.
Her house was a little far from us...
Almost the same area, but on the other street.
We were always in touch by phone, and checking up on each other.
Every morning my husband would go out for this poor old woman, he would go and risk his life to deliver some basic necessities to them, such as food and drinking water; they had no one, and no one to help... Even the Red Cross had difficulty evacuating them from their place.
Only God, and then my husband, were present.
As if God was protecting him from the treachery of this damned army that has no mercy on the bird and the cat, so that he can help this old woman and her daughter.
My heart was breaking when he decided to go for them, but there is nothing we can do... We are all forced to face these difficult circumstances and life, and we must unite, feel for each other and help with everything we can;
It applies to all of us in the end, and danger surrounds us from every direction, and we are all in God's care.
Oh my friend…
I remember this period in its entirety.
Even the cats… I remember how they would all gather in our house so that we could feed them.
To the point that they would attack me out of hunger and try to devour the food I prepared for the table. I saw them as terrifying cats with a sharp look and a frightening voice, so even though I loved them, I was afraid at the time.
I don't know... Is it from her hunger, or the shock of her fear, or did she actually taste the bodies of the martyrs?
I know, my dear... If you are reading my story now, you will want to know what happened to me regarding my unborn child and wonder...
But unfortunately, we lost him, I lost my first child, our little one whose joy was not complete when we met his innocent eyes, yes, the occupation killed him, because of what made us suffer from fatigue, hardship, fear, cold, hunger and endless displacement, this innocent person left and did not want to come to this unjust world.
Do you know what?!
He was supposed to be three months old now.
I was going to be a mother.
And can you imagine what else, I didn't know I was pregnant all this time
It's fate, my friend, it always surprises us.
Thank God, God's compensation is beautiful, we did not lose hope, and we trust in God that He always hides the best for us, God willing. 💓
Hey everyone..
I did not sleep last night. I was thinking for a long time and recalling some of the events that happened at this time last year. I wrote them down as part of a story I lived through at one point. For the first time, I feel that writing is what I needed.
If you can participate, do not hesitate💓 And if you can donate to our little family, you are saving us and your generous donation will make a difference so that we can start our lives anew.
While writing these letters I felt something strange at first. My heart was sad and my eyes were tearing
But when I finished I felt better I am fine now, And finally I thank everyone who supported me psychologically and financially. 🫂
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #502 )✅️
Free Palestine
We were safe and had a life 🤎🐾
To whom it may concern,
I am Shahad Dahlan, and my husband is Hassan Al-Badrsawi. We are going through a very difficult time after the war destroyed everything in our lives. We lost our home, which we built with our own hands, and lived in tents for long periods. We have been bombed, and now we are left with nothing but painful memories. Our dream now is survival and finding a new hope in Egypt, where we hope to find a safe place to start over.
We are in urgent need of your support. Any donation, no matter how small, will mean a lot to us and will help us rebuild our lives away from the pain. You are our hope after God, and with your support, we can rebuild our future. 🙏🏻🫂💙
We thank God, and then we thank you for your help and support during this difficult journey.
Best regards,
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #502 )✅️
Link 🌹❤️🩹📌
Shahad Dahlan & Hassan Al-Badrsawi🫶🏻
Hello there! 🌸💫 I hope this message finds you in good spirits 💕
I’m reaching out with a humble request to help my family in Gaza. Could you please reblog my pinned post or contribute $10 to help us meet our basic needs and provide essentials for the children in my family? 🙏🏼
Your support, whether through sharing our story or donating, brings hope and relief to us during these challenging times. Together, we can make a difference. 🌼
Thank you for taking the time to read this. Your kindness means the world to us. 🌷✨💖
Free Palestine
Hello 🌸,
I hope this message finds you well. 🙏
Could you please help share my story and raise awareness about what my family and I are going through? 💔
A simple reblog of my pinned post or even a small donation could bring us closer to safety and rebuild hope in our lives. 💕
Your kindness means the world to me. Thank you so much for your support. 🌷
🕊️💖🌟
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Hello, I hope my message finds you well Can you help me amplify my desperate plea to survive? I wish everyone who can support my family with $5, $10 or any amount they can donate or at least reblog My pinned blog 🙏🏻
My family needs you and depends on you to survive 🍉🍉
My pinned blog link
Thanks a lot 🌹🌹
Free Palestine
Hello from Gaza,
My name is Waleed. I am a husband, father, and respected electrical engineer from the war-torn Gaza. I have never imagined that I will ask people for help, but the safety of my family hangs on the edge. 💔
Worried about the safety of my family, I have decided to create a GFM campaign to raise the necessary funds to safely evacuate Gaza and ensure my family's survival. 😔😔
Every passing day adds new dimensions to our endless agony and dimishes our chances to survival. Please, help me reach my goal. If you cannot donate, please share my story by reblogging the pinned post in my blog and make the world hear our cry. 🙏🙏
Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #107 )
Waleed & Family,
Best regards.
https://gofund.me/e85369a1
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Save my baby before too late
My little girl is suffering from a lack of nutrition and dehydration😭😭, please help me save my baby before it's too late
My Compaign link
https://www.gofundme.com/f/save-ibrahim-family
Please Reblog my pin post and Donate
Thanks
Unfortunately I can’t share due to my financial situation, but I can share
🇵🇸🇵🇸To all Palestine supporters 🇵🇸🇵🇸
We need less than 405€ to reach our short term goal of 25k€‼️
Your donations are important to us and we appreciate them no matter what🙏
We need you more than ever😭
Please help me reach our goal as soon as possible 🙏
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Unfortunately I can’t share due to my financial situation, but I can share
Hello, I am kareman Dohan, a Palestinian mother and educator for generations. I am writing this letter to you feeling a state of sadness and grief I apologize if I sent the message again and bothered you. , after the war on Gaza completely destroyed our lives. I was working as a teacher for children, but the school was destroyed and I lost my job. My husband was a fisherman, but the fishing boat, which was our only source of livelihood, was badly damaged and did not return.💔 Usable. My young son, Hamoud, suffers from malnutrition due to the lack of food and the polluted water we drink. My husband, Ayman Alwan, and I are trying with all our might to survive, but the situation has become too much for us to bear. My son Hamoud needs care, treatment and food. Please, the situation here is catastrophic. Bombs fall on our heads all the time. It's terrifying here. We are desperate to escape to a safe place where we can start over, but we don't have enough money to do so ,Please consider our situation and help as much as you can by donating and sharing the link.💔🍉
https://www.gofundme.com/f/save-kareman-dohans-family-from-despair
Additionally, my campaign has been kindly vetted by:
✅gaza-evacuation-funds🫂
✅ 90-ghost 🫂
✅ sayruq 🫂
Donate today we will be grateful to you every day
Unfortunately I can’t share due to my financial situation, but I can share
Hello this is me Aya.. 🇵🇸
everything and suddenly you wake up with nothing left.That's exactly what happened with us .we moved from having everything to having nothing.In a blink of an eye ,we lost everything, our house ,dreams,
memories belongings and our works. We are starting from zero and need your help to climb the leader step by step from scratch.
All the positive words cannot express how generous you are, especially in sharing my posts to inform other donors about the people of Gaza who are still suffering from the terrible conditions caused by the unjust war on Gaza!
Please continue to support us by donating directly or by sharing the link to let others know. Don't hesitate to help people in difficult and miserable times until the dark days are over. 🙏🏻🍉
https://gofund.me/c4c2cf82
Unfortunately I can’t share due to my financial situation, but I can share
Hello, dear friends 🌍
The situation is becoming increasingly challenging due to the ongoing war. I deeply miss my homeland and my family, many of whom are still enduring the hardships there. 💔
I've set a small, yet urgent, goal to help support my loved ones. 🇵🇸 The target is £7000, and with your help, I hope to reach it as quickly as possible. Every contribution counts, no matter how small. Is there anyone who can help with a donation, even if it’s under £85? 🙏
Together, we can make a difference in these difficult times.
Support here: https://gofund.me/ba5b76e9
#Palestine #FreeGaza #SupportGaza #GazaUnderAttack #Humanity #DonateNow #HelpGaza
I can’t donate, but I can share :)
Hello, how are you? I hope you are well. I am Seline from Gaza. I started this campaign to raise money to help me rebuild my family's life after losing everything in Gaza😥. All that remains of our house is the rubble and our memories that have turned to ash💔. My family and I barely escaped with our lives, leaving behind everything we owned. Now, we are in Egypt, struggling to rebuild our lives from scratch. The war left us with nothing but the clothes we wear and the painful memories of what we lost We need your help to find a safe place to live, to provide for our children, and to start over🥺.
With your support, we can restore our hope and rebuild our family's future. 🤍
Please consider donating to our campaign🙏🏻.
Your generosity can make a big difference in our lives.🙌🏻❤️
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Hello my friends🫂🇵🇸
after nearly a year of suffering 💔
yesterday I was able to open a GoFundMe account, to help me meet my children's needs and provide a safe place for them 😭💔
Our circumstances are difficult and harsh. We hope that you will donate if possible and re-share as we have not received any donations yet 🙏 🚨😭
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Unfortunately I can’t share as I’m not financially stable, but I can share
Please support me
, I'm Karam Al Nabih from Gaza. My home, dreams, and university have been destroyed by the war. I'm a software engineer in my final semester, and I'm urgently seeking your support to rebuild my life and help my sick mother.
Please consider donating, even a small amount like 10 or 15 £, as every contribution makes a difference. If you can't donate, please share my story to help me reach my goal. Your support means the world to me.
Reblog pin post
Donate here: https://gofund.me/a9d0f2d7
Thank you so much! 🙏❤️
Vatted by @nabulsi @90-ghost
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Hello this is me Aya.. 🇵🇸
everything and suddenly you wake up with nothing left.That's exactly what happened with us .we moved from having everything to having nothing.In a blink of an eye ,we lost everything, our house ,dreams,
memories belongings and our works. We are starting from zero and need your help to climb the leader step by step from scratch.
All the positive words cannot express how generous you are, especially in sharing my posts to inform other donors about the people of Gaza who are still suffering from the terrible conditions caused by the unjust war on Gaza!
Please continue to support us by donating directly or by sharing the link to let others know. Don't hesitate to help people in difficult and miserable times until the dark days are over.
https://gofund.me/c4c2cf82
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Hello my dear friend
My name is Khalil from the afflicted Gaza Strip 🍉🇵🇸🇵🇸
I am the eldest of my brothers and I support them all after my mother was martyred in this war and two of them are injured from the war 🥺
Asking for help is not an easy matter but I am forced to do so forgive me
I ask everyone who sees this message to donate in order to save us from the horrors of war
I ask for help to save us and save my brothers.. The donation link is in my file and thank you
Unfortunately I can’t donate, but I can share
🚨🚨 Hello dear friends 🚨🚨
My name is Bilal, a son of Gaza that has suffered and continues to suffer from long years of siege and war. After 150 days of bombing and destruction, I was forced to leave my homeland and move to Egypt with some of my family members. It was a journey full of challenges, not only because of the difficult circumstances we left behind, but also because of the high costs we paid to escape the hell of war.
In Egypt, we live amidst other difficulties, where the cost of living is high and living away from home is not easy. But despite everything, our hearts are still attached to our loved ones and family who remained in Gaza, under siege and harsh conditions. We follow the news and we are pained by every new story of destruction.
During this long journey, my first Tumblr account was suspended, which is this account https://www.tumblr.com/shadowyavenuetaco?source=share where I used to share my story and the stories of those living in Gaza. But I didn't give up, and I started again, trying to make my voice and the voice of those who remained under siege heard.
If my story touches your heart and you want to support, your donation 🚨 can make a huge difference in our lives and help us face these difficult circumstances. You can contribute through the donation link here: https://gofund.me/ba5b76e9
I can’t donate, but I can share :)
Hello! I need medication for life to prevent my lungs from collapsing, this implies permanent treatment with steroids, oxygen therapy, control of oxygen in the blood and antibiotics to prevent the development of bacteria in the lungs.
I'm afraid I have to insist on this because it may be the only way to get my treatment.
I need medication for life to keep my lungs from collapsing, this costs around $700 per month.
Things are really tough on me,I can’t afford. Please donate🖤
Unfortunately I can’t donate, but I can share. I hope it gets easier to deal with ❤️
Help an audhd + disabled trans dude move out and get away from his violent unstable mother (please)
pre-tldr: i need help with funds for moving into a new place, my mom is very violent and irrational, constantly yelling/stomping, i feel very unsafe and uncomfortable, we have over 15 cats she refuses to get rid of and its a huge drain on my mental health. its filthy here and i NEED to get out. ok full post now
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Hi 👋 my name is Milo. I'm 19, american, transmasc, audhd, got severe chronic pain and no medication for any of it. makes finding suitable jobs very difficult unfortunately
I currently live in an RV with my mom and have for around a year and a half after being homeless for about a year before that. We have a genuinely ABSURD number of cats (over 15 couped up in this tiny space), which is not only terrible for the cats, its terrible for my mental health, my moms, and is a big drain on our funds. We can barely afford to take care of them and no matter how much I plead with her to take some of them to a shelter or do SOMETHING she refuses to, so that should start painting a picture of the type of person I'm dealing with here.
Her temper is incredibly, INCREDIBLY short. She's impossible to be around, refuses to improve, is physically violent to our general surroundings / herself / occasionally the cats. She has thrown things at me before and threatened me. I generally dont feel safe or comfortable, and most times Ive tried getting her to stop any of the aforementioned behavior, she guilt trips me and things never change. Literally as I'm typing this she's been caterwauling, stomping and throwing things. What prompted this? No idea! This happens genuinely every single day. This is not an exaggeration. It's destroying my brain and I can't handle it anymore. This is going to sound particularly pitiful (sorry) but I do have capital T Trauma related to someone breaking into our house when I was home and loud noises / stomping / yelling does make me INCREDIBLY anxious, and no matter how many times I tell her this she doesn't give a shit. or if she does give a shit she doesnt give enough of a shit to change her attitude
She won't let me learn how to drive and (whether intentionally or not) obstructs any attempts I make to function as an adult. I'm currently self-employed on commissions, but it's not a living wage or something I could make into one (and remain sane. or keep up with). I'm actively searching for a job and have applied to several (fingers crossed) (will update this post when I get one) and, ideally, will be moving in with a friend of mine sometime in the late summer, but I need help with funds for moving in/covering rent for a bit/etc.
Since I do take commissions, if you want one of those and want to help with funds that way, that'll be an avenue for giving me money. I won't have them open 24/7 just to make things more manageable, but that'll be an option some of the time at least.
COMMISSION INFO (tumblr post link). Currently closed!
Otherwise, if you just wanna chip in (it would be VERY. VERY VERY VERY APPRECIATED):
Payp4l: millowo <- preferred
Venm0: miiilowo
GOAL: 518/4,000
see this ^^^ ? thats my art im gonna have comms open soon ooh ahh HERES A BUNCH MORE TO LOOK AT IF YOURE INTERESTED BELOW THE CUT
grinding for gaza while trying to keep my sanity intact. i'm just here on tumblr writing post after post, asking, begging for donations, for help. i craft these words carefully hoping someone somewhere might care enough to hit that reblog button or send a few dollars. then i go hunting for the tagging list hoping someone with a bigger reach than me will help amplify my voice because seriously what else can i do? message after message, waiting for a reply, a reblog, anything. the silence is deafening. i wait for the donation notification to pop up like it’s some kind of life raft. maybe just maybe it’ll float my family out of this hell. but mostly i’m sitting here clicking, praying, hoping while my phone keeps buzzing with more bad news. sighs deeply. well back to the grind i guess. shuffle away quietly. maybe trip on a rock this time. who knows.
If you can't donate via GoFundMe, you can use PayPal instead. Please note that 100 SEK is approximately 10 USD, and 200 SEK is around 20 USD.
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Listed as number 282 in "The Vetted Gaza Evacuation Fundraiser Spreadsheet" compiled by @el-shab-hussein and @nabulsi : Link
Listed on the Butterfly Effect Project, number 957: Link
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hello, i am an individual with type one diabetes, a currently incurable chronic illness , who experiences the ups and downs of this illness every day. this illness continues to affect mine and many others life’s every day, at every second of the day. I'm joining the worlds largest walk for a future without type 1 diabetes to help raise money and awareness for more than a cure, to help those without funding get the treatment they need, so children and adults can have access to medical help and therapy whenever they need, so that the stigmas that diabetes carries can be broken.
Help me change the future and fix the past, help change the world of type one diabetes, and make the world a better place!
please spread the word, whether through sharing, word of mouth, or donations, perhaps even joining us on this walk around Australia! any amount of support is greatly appreciated!
Please if you guys can help, at least reblog this post!
Hello my friend, I am a hadiah from Gaza.
Can you help my children and donate even a little
I was working as a lawyer to bring justice, and now you are the ones who will bring justice to me...
I have children. In the name of humanity and not participating in genocide.
I ask you to re-share my story and help my children if possible. Ten dollars is enough to save my children.
Please do what you can.
I want my children to live in safety and peace. Please don't neglect to do what you can to participate or donate
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Please help my family and save my children 😭😭😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏😭😭😭😭
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Hadia & her children GFM
€3,851 / €50,000 since 16 Feb 2024
The last time I posted about Hadia's campaign was on 4 Sept 2024, and it had reached $3,309. That means we have helped raise $542 over 5 days. It is a lot of money, and yet not enough.
Please help by donating and sharing Hadia's campaign.
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Save our life,please!! 🙏🏻🍉🥺
Emergency: Help Evacuate My Family From GAZA WAR
Hello, I am Marah from Gaza, I am 23 years old, studying at Al-Azhar University.
I am writing these words after deep thought, as the urgent need to save me and my family is beyond my ability to bear.
I would like to add that I am studying law, and I aspired to become a valuable lawyer in my country.
I wished my days would be better and that I would not live in war deprived of my most basic rights.
But the war came and destroyed all our dreams and ambitions.
We had a supermarket and my brother worked in it and our life was very happy, but it was completely destroyed and now we have no source of income.
Also, my mother suffers from an enlarged thyroid gland and diabetes. Because of what we are going through, we cannot provide any treatment; her condition is getting worse.
Also, my father had a stroke because he heard about the loss of our relatives and he also lost our home. He worked all his life to build his life home. We suffer from diseases and lack of clean water.
We are living death.
Please help me protect and help my brother, my family and my cat to bring life and hope back to them. Every donation, even if it's just $5, can make a difference. It means so much to us and our child. Please reshape their lives with love and safety, and help build new hope in them.
The difference in helping me save my family.
I feel so sad and embarrassed to ask for help, but I have no other options left. I know this is a difficult request, but I also know that there is still humanity and conscience and I believe in miracles.
Your support during this very difficult time will give us hope in the midst of devastation and despair.
If you have any questions or concerns, please don't hesitate to ask me!
My sincere regards and thank you.
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It’s with a very heavy heart that I’m asking for help and kindness from anyone that is able. My niece Luna passed away this past weekend at less than 2 months old. We are raising money to help support her family through this tragedy. Please, anything you can do to help Jenn fly her daughter home to be laid to rest will benefit greatly.
A Future Beyond War Starts With You 💙
My name is Naser, and war has taken everything from me—my mother, my sister, my home, and the life I once knew. In an instant, my world was shattered, leaving behind nothing but memories and the weight of loss.
But even in the darkest moments, I refuse to give up. Because amidst the pain, I still have something worth fighting for—my three younger brothers.
🔹 One dreams of becoming a doctor, to heal others so they don’t have to endure the pain we’ve faced.
🔹 Another aspires to be an engineer, hoping to one day rebuild what war has destroyed.
🔹 And the youngest? He doesn’t have big dreams yet—he just wants to be a kid again, to wake up in a home that feels safe, to play without fear.
🏡 We Need a Home. We Need Education. We Need Hope.
Right now, we are not just fighting for survival—we are fighting for the chance to live, to grow, to dream again. We are fighting for a future where my brothers can become the doctor, the engineer, the child who gets to have a childhood.
💙 This is where you come in.
I’m not asking for much—just a chance. A chance to rebuild, to give my brothers a future beyond war.
Your support, whether through a donation or simply sharing our story, can make all the difference. Even the smallest act of kindness can create ripples of change.
🙏 Will you help us rebuild?
Together, we can prove that war doesn’t get the final word—hope does. Thank you for standing with us. 💙✨