This powerful image captures the face of a wounded Palestinian woman whose hijab is soaked in blood—likely her own or that of a loved one. Her eyes tell a story of unimaginable pain and strength in the face of loss. She stands in a chaotic hospital hallway, surrounded by others in distress. As an oppressed and weak woman from Gaza, I see myself in her. I, too, have suffered greatly—my baby, Qais, was injured in the war, and the hospital refused to treat him because we cannot pay. Please, I beg you to help us. Your donation can provide the medicine and care Qais urgently needs.
Life in Gaza is unbearable for women like me.
1. I wait in line for two hours just to bring food back to our tent - food that is never enough.
2. I clean the shoes of strangers on the street-just to earn a few coins for Qais's medicine.
3. We were turned away from the hospital-they said no money, no treatment, even for a child as young as Qais.
I carry this pain in silence, but I cannot bear it alone anymore. The woman in this picture used her hijab to try and save her son's life. I am doing everything I can to save mine. But without help, I fear I will lose him too. Please, Donate anything you can-no matter how small. Even a few dollars could mean a meal, a medicine dose, or a chance for Qais to live. Share this, speak up, and help us survive.
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Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child😔😭
Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #64 )🍉🇵🇸
My Children's Last Hope: From Designer to Begging for Their Lives
I'm Tareq. More than a year and a half ago, I created beautiful designs. Today I design survival plans for my 3 children - my wife Samar, and our children: Sham (7), Masa (4), and baby Wateen (1.5), who was born under bombardment. We had a home, dreams, and routines. Sham loved kindergarten and should be in 2nd grade now. Masa should be starting her education. Instead, they're surviving day-to-day in unimaginable conditions.
The War Stole Everything
❌ Our home was completely destroyed in Nov 2023
❌ 11 forced displacements between bombed-out buildings and makeshift tents
❌ Living in a rotting tent that can’t block summer heat or winter cold
❌ No electricity since the war began (Oct 2023)
❌ Constant hunger: Our children suffer from malnutrition
❌ Bathing in contaminated water causing painful skin diseases on all children
❌ Masa (4) cries holding her empty stomach - her malnutrition makes even water painful to digest
❌ Baby Wateen has never known life without bombs
❌ Most essential necessities are unavailable - bread flour, clean water, milk, cheese, fruits and vegetables, baby diapers, and more
The Cost of Survival:
1️⃣ Cover the basic necessities needed to survive, €1200 per month.
2️⃣ We've secured a rare chance to evacuate, but need your help to cover:
✔️ Passports (€120/person) - €600 total
✔️ Egypt coordination fees (€7,000/person) - €35,000 total
✔️ Flights to Turkey (€1000/person) - €5,000 total
✔️ Initial resettlement (€1,200/person) - €6,000 total
✔️ Platform fees (3.3%) - €2,500
✔️ Cash withdrawal commission in Gaza (25%) - €18.750
✔️ Any remaining funds for temporary housing/food
🟩 €75,000 Total Needed
🟨 €50 = A chance for a child to feel human again, with warmth, safety, and hope instead of fear, hunger and rubble.
Why Your Help Matters Right Now
This isn't just about escaping war - it's about:
💔 Giving Sham and Masa their stolen education back
💔 Getting medical care for Wateen, who's only known war
💔 Treating Masa's worsening health conditions
💔 Ending our children's daily terror of airstrikes
Every night could be their last - the bombs don't check calendars
With each passing day, the risks grow worse. Your donation today can literally save five lives. If you can't give, please share this with your friends who might help.
How You Can Help:
1️⃣ Donate any amount - even €10 helps
2️⃣ Share this campaign on all social media
3️⃣ Pray for our safety if you can't give
We Promise:
✔️ Full transparency with every euro
✔️ Regular updates on our journey
✔️ Eternal gratitude for your support and humanity
✅ Note About Verification:
Verified by @gazavetters (#286)
Verified by Butterflyeffect Project (#1365)
We are real people – not just a story:
✔️ Identity documents verified
✔️ Damage to our home documented
✔️ Medical reports available
🟢 We have all identity documents and war-damage proof available privately to serious donors (contact via Instagram @helptareqsfamily).
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✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is (#286)✅️
Hi, I’m Tareq from Gaza 🇵🇸, a father to three innocent and beautiful daughters: Sham, Masa, and Wateen. 👶🏻
I haven't even reached 1% of my goal, and I am urgently seeking people who can share my campaign consistently to help me reach as many supporters as possible. I would be deeply grateful if you could add my campaign to your list, if you have one.
I’m reaching out to you from the depths of despair, as my family and I face unimaginable suffering. The war has taken everything from us—our home, our safety, and even our ability to provide the basic necessities of life. We now live in a fragile tent that can barely shield us from the bitter cold. My daughters are sick, shivering in the freezing nights, and there’s no clean water or food to ease their pain. 🥺
As a father, there’s no greater agony than watching your children suffer, knowing you cannot protect them. I never imagined I would have to beg for help, but I’ve exhausted every other option. I’m pleading with you to help save my family’s lives. A small donation of just €20 could make the difference between life and death for us. 🕊️
The link in bio and in my pinned post. 📌
Your kindness could bring us warmth, food, and clean water—basic human needs that we’ve been deprived of. Please, if you can, donate through the link in my bio. Together, we can give my daughters a chance to live, to dream, and to survive this nightmare. ✨❤️
i willl share this because i cannot donate!!
I am desperately pleading for your help. 😔 My children are suffering, and I am losing them to the hunger caused by the current famine. The situation has become unbearable. We need basic necessities, and bread flour is one of the most important resources right now. The price is too high, and I can’t afford it. 😢 Please, I beg you, help me provide for my family before it’s too late. Your kindness can save lives. 🙏
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is (#286)✅️
i cannot donate but i will gladly share!
please don't ignore my story
Hi everyone ...😔
I am Maram Al-Nabulsi, I currently live in the completely destroyed 🏚🚀city of Gaza
, specifically Khan Younis.
Since the war on Gaza began on 10/7/2023, my family and my siblings - have been living in constant fear, crying and suffering because of shrapnel, shells and bullets. We have no food🥘🌯
, no electricity, no schools
, no cooking gas
, no homes🏚, no cleaning supplies, no clothes🧣🧥🧤
. Our house was completely destroyed
. My school was bombed, and my sister Nour's university was turned into rubble, which deprived us all of education. The war forced us to live in displacement centers, which are just tents that are not suitable for living
, especially in winter. Every day we live death, terror and panic a thousand times because of the continuous bombing of my city. The war has killed more than 50 of my relatives and neighbors. At the beginning of the war, we took refuge in my aunt's house, but it was also turned into rubble.
Imagine:
We have escaped imminent death more than 20 times,
and have been displaced between shelters more than 13 times. My brothers and I have suffered from many diseases due to malnutrition, and we need medicine constantly. If we stay in Gaza, we may lose our lives. Recently, we have been seriously considering leaving Gaza to a safe place. However, the travel costs are very high. We need more than 70 thousand dollars to leave Gaza. Due to the exorbitant prices, rampant unemployment, insecurity, the ongoing blockade, and the continuous bombing, we have lost all our money. How can we live in such insecurity💔🙏, with the constant bombing and shrapnel flying above us? My dear compassionate friends around the world, with your generous donations, even if small, you can save 5 people from imminent death, allowing us to start a life outside Gaza full of love, peace, and hope. Best regards from Gaza City....🍉🇵🇸
✅Verified by @gazavetters , my verified number on the list is (#431)💔🙏🏼
✅Verified by @beesandwatermelons - Line 207
My Children's Last Hope: From Designer to Begging for Their Lives
I'm Tareq. More than a year and a half ago, I created beautiful designs. Today I design survival plans for my 3 children - my wife Samar, and our children: Sham (7), Masa (4), and baby Wateen (1.5), who was born under bombardment. We had a home, dreams, and routines. Sham loved kindergarten and should be in 2nd grade now. Masa should be starting her education. Instead, they're surviving day-to-day in unimaginable conditions.
The War Stole Everything
❌ Our home was completely destroyed in Nov 2023
❌ 11 forced displacements between bombed-out buildings and makeshift tents
❌ Living in a rotting tent that can’t block summer heat or winter cold
❌ No electricity since the war began (Oct 2023)
❌ Constant hunger: Our children suffer from malnutrition
❌ Bathing in contaminated water causing painful skin diseases on all children
❌ Masa (4) cries holding her empty stomach - her malnutrition makes even water painful to digest
❌ Baby Wateen has never known life without bombs
❌ Most essential necessities are unavailable - bread flour, clean water, milk, cheese, fruits and vegetables, baby diapers, and more
The Cost of Survival:
1️⃣ Cover the basic necessities needed to survive, €1200 per month.
2️⃣ We've secured a rare chance to evacuate, but need your help to cover:
✔️ Passports (€120/person) - €600 total
✔️ Egypt coordination fees (€7,000/person) - €35,000 total
✔️ Flights to Turkey (€1000/person) - €5,000 total
✔️ Initial resettlement (€1,200/person) - €6,000 total
✔️ Platform fees (3.3%) - €2,500
✔️ Cash withdrawal commission in Gaza (25%) - €18.750
✔️ Any remaining funds for temporary housing/food
🟩 €75,000 Total Needed
🟨 €50 = A chance for a child to feel human again, with warmth, safety, and hope instead of fear, hunger and rubble.
Why Your Help Matters Right Now
This isn't just about escaping war - it's about:
💔 Giving Sham and Masa their stolen education back
💔 Getting medical care for Wateen, who's only known war
💔 Treating Masa's worsening health conditions
💔 Ending our children's daily terror of airstrikes
Every night could be their last - the bombs don't check calendars
With each passing day, the risks grow worse. Your donation today can literally save five lives. If you can't give, please share this with your friends who might help.
How You Can Help:
1️⃣ Donate any amount - even €10 helps
2️⃣ Share this campaign on all social media
3️⃣ Pray for our safety if you can't give
We Promise:
✔️ Full transparency with every euro
✔️ Regular updates on our journey
✔️ Eternal gratitude for your support and humanity
✅ Note About Verification:
Verified by @gazavetters (#286)
Verified by Butterflyeffect Project (#1365)
We are real people – not just a story:
✔️ Identity documents verified
✔️ Damage to our home documented
✔️ Medical reports available
🟢 We have all identity documents and war-damage proof available privately to serious donors (contact via Instagram @helptareqsfamily).
@corpsenurse @vita-e @guiltycrunch @onetruesirius @gaysebastianvael @inplodinggofer616 @d3lph1unkn0wn @confusedsheepsblog @p33rpressure @ahperrytheplatypus @your-13th-suffers @hericanee @murderbot @arceusbeta @tam-shade-song @coleheinous @diberhaze @space-batzz @devilmeows @gizdathemxel @pinetreesdoodles @mores0 @sparky-is-spiders @hellotheretraveler @hahvdh @archferret @softeninglooks @moronic0xymoron @darthferbert @virgincognito @animebabe55 @profoundlyscreechingkryptonite @princessnessa2017-blog @neptuneschaos @the-mold-under-your-bed123 @ropes3amthoughts @wild-forest-bee @rsquid2 @faerie-lights @lapastelr0sa @allegedlysicktomystomach @number-1-carrie-white-fan @abdalsalam2000 @cam24fan @strflwers @tremendousdreamtragedy @soullessjack @backgroundcharacterno15 @west-of-the-styx
✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is (#286)✅️
Hi, I’m Tareq from Gaza 🇵🇸, a father to three innocent and beautiful daughters: Sham, Masa, and Wateen. 👶🏻
I haven't even reached 1% of my goal, and I am urgently seeking people who can share my campaign consistently to help me reach as many supporters as possible. I would be deeply grateful if you could add my campaign to your list, if you have one.
I’m reaching out to you from the depths of despair, as my family and I face unimaginable suffering. The war has taken everything from us—our home, our safety, and even our ability to provide the basic necessities of life. We now live in a fragile tent that can barely shield us from the bitter cold. My daughters are sick, shivering in the freezing nights, and there’s no clean water or food to ease their pain. 🥺
As a father, there’s no greater agony than watching your children suffer, knowing you cannot protect them. I never imagined I would have to beg for help, but I’ve exhausted every other option. I’m pleading with you to help save my family’s lives. A small donation of just €20 could make the difference between life and death for us. 🕊️
The link in bio and in my pinned post. 📌
Your kindness could bring us warmth, food, and clean water—basic human needs that we’ve been deprived of. Please, if you can, donate through the link in my bio. Together, we can give my daughters a chance to live, to dream, and to survive this nightmare. ✨❤️
Hi can you help me share my now pinned post on my page🙏💝
yes ofc i can!! (GO CHECK THEIR ACCOUNT)
Hello,
I hope you’re all doing well. 🌿
I need your help to share my family's story and raise awareness about our struggle. Every voice counts, and your support means the world. 🙏
💬 Please reblog my pinned post or, if you're able, consider donating just $5—it could be life-changing for those facing unimaginable hardship.
Your kindness and solidarity make a real difference. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍✨
@aboodfmly
i cannot donate but i will spread this to ithers!!
Hello my friends I ask all of people of mercy to help us by sharing & Donation🙏 to help my family from this war
i will share this! i cannot donate.
I have devastating news. I’m Musab Ahmed, and for no clear reason, GoFundMe disabled the contact that was responsible for receiving and transferring the funds from my campaign to me, starting April 21st, 2025. Even though I had raised 24% of my goal, I was unable to access any of the money I worked so hard to collect. We tried reaching out to them multiple times, but they haven’t responded, and now I’ve been forced to start over from scratch.
I’m not exaggerating when I say I nearly had a heart attack from the shock and stress — especially after all the hope and effort I poured into that campaign.
Here is the link to my new fundraiser. Please, if you can donate or even just share it, your support would mean the world to me. I urgently need the funds, as I still haven’t been able to undergo the second surgery for my shoulder, and things are getting harder by the day.
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[DM FOR READY-TO-POST PICTURES & WORDS FOR HAMMAD’S CAMPAIGN SO ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS HIT POST]
Hammad is one out of 9 members of his family. He is the eldest boy and the sole provider of his family at the young age of 24 since his father has been battling heart disease, and consequently suffered a debilitating heart attack.
[TW: Close by sounds of heavy artillery shelling and bombing.]
Months ago, at the start of the war, the neighborhood that Hammad and his family grew up in, where they created and held so many cherished memories and bonds, was besieged.
For days, Hammad and his family were trapped, terrified, between the once stable, now crumbling, walls of his home that once brought comfort and privacy to him now threatened to crush him beneath the rubble and the violent shelling of bullets and bombs whistling past their ears through the air and decimating anything it came in contact with.
His family sat, hungry, terrified, praying to live, watching the sun make its rounds past the plumes of black smoke rising from crumpled homes that once lined their block. This is only a fraction of what Hammad has been forced to endure for the over 550 days.
He watched his beautiful home be destroyed — the memories of his childhood, destroyed; the hard work he and his family put into creating their home, destroyed; the pride he and his family had of their home, destroyed; comfort and security, destroyed.
So Hammad pitched a tent. In the face of exposure to harsh elements, forced conditions of unsanitary environments where disease and sickness spreads rapidly, and deprived of the most basic necessities with skyrocketing costs for flour, clothes, and shelter, Hammad persevered to keep his family alive and as safe as he could. He cared for his father as best he could, but his heart disease requires an operation that none of the besieged or otherwise destroyed hospitals of Gaza can do.
Faced with extreme hunger, thirst, displacement, and now the tent burnt down leading to more exposure to the harsh elements, Hammad’s father’s condition has only worsened. The resilience and strength Hammad has constantly and consistently shown only goes so far in the face of the lifeblood of his family suffering under such dire conditions, and I cannot bear for Hammad to have to endure the heartbreak of losing his father.
Chuffed has a waiting period for processing and transferring funds. If you want your donation to IMMEDIATELY be sent to Hammad, paypal is linked below.
Hello, wonderful souls! 🤍🌍
I hope you're doing well. 🌿
Could you help me amplify my family's story and bring awareness to our struggle? 🙏🏻
💬 Please reblog my pinned post or consider donating just $5—your support could truly make a difference in saving lives amidst war and hardship.
Your kindness and voice matter more than you know. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍🌿
🕊️ @mosabsdr | Every share counts. 💫
i cannot donate (i dont have access to a bank account) but i will gladly spread your message
I am a woman from Palestine Gaza 🇵🇸.
I once had a modest but loving home with my husband, Mohammad, and our four children: Mahmoud, Somaya, Mostafa, and little Sila.
Our house was small, but it held our world — filled with warmth, laughter, and dreams.
Mohammad worked as a tailor, using his hands to stitch dignity into our days, providing just enough for us to live in peace.
An airstrike hit our neighborhood.
Our home collapsed under the force of the explosion.😭💔
We escaped with nothing — not clothes, not memories, not even the toys my children cherished.
Mohammad’s tailor shop was demolished by Israeli bulldozers, leaving him without work, without tools, without hope.
Now, we live in a torn, fragile tent.
It doesn’t shield us from the cold.
It doesn’t protect my children from hunger or fear.
Rain seeps in. The nights are long and cruel. My children cry themselves to sleep.
I am a mother who cannot provide warmth, food, or safety.
I watch them suffer — I hear their tiny whispers asking when we’ll go home again… and I have no answers.
I am Alaa😓.
I don’t ask for much.
Just a chance to live with dignity again.
Just a moment of mercy.
If you hear me… if you feel my pain…
🌸Please help us🌸🙏.
Even the smallest act of kindness can bring light into our darkness.
From a mother with nothing left but a trembling voice… thank you❤️🫂.
I write to you with a heavy heart and deep concern for the fate of my beloved family in the Gaza Strip. Amid the deteriorating humanitarian situation and the unfortunate events taking place in the region, the lives of my family members are in real danger. They face enormous challenges in obtaining the most basic necessities of a dignified life, including food, water, medicine, and safe shelter. In the name of humanity, and with all your noble values of giving and solidarity, I appeal to you to extend a helping hand to my family in the Gaza Strip. Your generous support, however small, can make a real difference in our lives and alleviate their suffering.
i cannot donate but i urge people to PLEASE donate to this if you can
Emergency Emergency EmergencyMy campaign was scammed and all the money for my child's treatment was stolen. I have set up a new campaign to save my child.😭🙏🏻
Help! All donations have been stolen without any mercy or compassion for my daughter's condition. She is dying. The campaign owner seized the money. If we receive anything, please cooperate with me to save her. Do not leave my daughter struggling with death and time running out before my eyes.
❗Humanitarian appeal❗ Help me😭All donations were stolen without any mercy or compassion for my daughter's condition. She is dying. 🙏🏻The campaign was defrauded. The campaign founder seized the donation money after it became $6,000 and deprived her of the cost of treatment.Help us, don't leave my daughter fighting for her life. Time is running out before my eyes. The war has returned. We left without anything, no food or shelter. I have no money to buy what my children need. I apologize for sending my message directly. I know you are receivingSo many messages asking for help, but the truth is, my daughter is about to die if she doesn't get her medication. Kidney disease is a chronic, silent illness that will steal my joy. Please donate 😭🙏🏻 My daughter suffers from kidney failure and autism,Physically and mentally disabled. I'm asking for $25 or $50 🙏🏻💔 If you can, your support is a lifeline for her. If you can't, share so someone can give us even a little 😭
🔔🌑DARKNESS, DEATH, STARVATION 🌑🔔
Help 🙏🏻 I have lost all the costs of treating my daughter♦️ Death stalks her‼️ suffers from kidney failure and autism and is physically and mentally .🔴🥀🔴 We are living the hardest days of our live My children are trembling with fear and hunger. Imagine for a moment that they are your children.🙏🏻🫶🏻Cooperate with me to save her. God created people to be a lifeline. We are a people who love peace 🌿 My house was completely destroyed. We are being subjected to genocide. I address the humanity in your heart. I do not want to lose her presence in life 💔😭 Every contribution, no matter how small, could make a tremendous difference in saving Farah life. 💙🌹Hurry up to donate and participate $50 so that I can buy her needs https://gofund.me/0efb80df
i cannit donate sakdy, but i will gladly boost this.
My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.
I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.
My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.
I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.
This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.
If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.
I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.
Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.
This is the story of a wounded Palestinian woman, a reflection of so many of us living in Gaza. Her hijab soaked in blood could be mine—her pain is mine. I am an oppressed and weak woman in Gaza, and I carry unbearable grief. My baby, Qais, was injured in the war, and the hospital refused to treat him because we don’t have the money. I am begging you with all that’s left in me—please help us. Your donation could be the difference between life and death for Qais. He needs urgent care and medicine that we simply cannot afford.
Life in Gaza crushes us every single day:
1. I wait in line for two hours to bring back food to our tent—food that’s barely enough to keep us going.
2. I clean the shoes of strangers in the street—just to earn a little money to buy Qais the medicine he needs.
3. We were turned away from the hospital—they told us no money means no treatment, even for a two-year-old child.
I carry this burden in silence, but I can’t keep going alone. I’m doing everything in my power to save my child, just as countless mothers here are doing for theirs. Without help, I’m afraid I will lose him. Please, donate anything you can—even the smallest amount could buy Qais a dose of medicine, a warm meal, or another chance to live. Share our story. Stand with us. Help me keep my son alive.
Please donate here
Note: Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( #64 )🍉🇵🇸
My name is Nadin. I never imagined I would write something like this. I’ve always been someone who kept her worries quiet, someone who believed that even the hardest days could be endured with patience and faith. But right now, I am reaching out — not because I want to, but because I need to.
I am a wife, a mother, and one of many women in Gaza trying to survive days that feel like they have no end. There was a short time — a brief ceasefire — where we thought things might start to heal. Where the sound of war faded for just long enough to let us breathe. But that moment is gone now, and the fear has returned louder than before.
My days are filled with uncertainty, and my nights with prayer. We have lost so much. Our home was damaged, our sense of safety taken from us. But through all of this, I try to keep going. I try to hold on to what little peace I can create with my hands, my words, and my love.
I am not asking for much. Just a little help to keep our lives from falling further apart. To fix the small things — a cracked wall, a leaking roof, the pieces of daily life that help us hold on to dignity.
This campaign isn’t just about survival. It’s about holding on to what makes us human in a place that keeps trying to take that away. It’s about showing my daughter — even though I won’t mention her name here — that the world didn’t forget us.
If you’ve ever felt powerless in the face of suffering, please know that even the smallest gesture can carry great meaning. A kind word. A shared post. A quiet donation. These things remind us that we’re not alone.
I am still here. Still holding on. Still believing that people out there — people like you — still care.
Please, if you feel moved, consider supporting or sharing this campaign.
My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.
The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.
Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.
I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.
Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.
I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.
Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.
Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.
Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.
Hello 👋,
I hope this message finds you well. My name is Aziz, and I’m reaching out with a heartfelt plea to help my family find safety and reunite with our mother. 😞
The ongoing war in Gaza has torn my family apart. My mother and newborn sister are stranded in Egypt, while I, along with the rest of my sex family members, am trapped in the midst of the genocide in Gaza. We have not only been separated but have also lost our home and are enduring unimaginable hardships. 💔
Your support can make a difference. Whether by reading our story, donating, or sharing our campaign with others, you can help us reunite, find safety, and start anew. 🙏🕊
Thank you, from the depths of my heart, for your kindness, compassion, and solidarity during this difficult time. ❤🍉
https://gofund.me/58268669 🔗
I never really get these types of asks, so I'm very happy. However, to anyone and everyone who sees this and can give a bit of money, then please go help in any way you can 🙏🍉
It's with a heavy but hopeful heart that I watch Palestinian families fundraiser on here, slowly accumulating the precious little money to go around that they need to survive. However, not everyone is so lucky. A lot of Palestinians that have not had that kind of luck, that did not get early verification, that did not get massive platforms behind them from large bloggers, have approached me in my inbox, asking me kindly to do what I can for them. It kills me that I have so little to give myself, but I've seen this platform collectively raise enough to change someone's life. I've made a list of Palestinian fundraisers that are extremely low on funds, in the hope that drawing attention to people who have not been lucky at all can help turn that luck around. I know most of us can't possibly give enough to get all of these families safe in one go. But please, reblog this list. Pick one or two fundraisers, give what you can, and then keep track of it. Slowly, collectively, we can make a difference in these people's lives. Share and donate as much as you can. https://docs.google.com/document/d/178EGDFKkHlh3y4TMVX82kqgITHsqtoMdNccI2f_94Os/edit?usp=sharing
what I wish people would understand about fundraising for gaza is that while everyone is desperate and I would never say not to fundraise for or donate to individual families-- I currently fundraise to support multiple friends' families-- the overwhelming narrative I see on Tumblr that the best and most ethical thing you can do is send money to individuals and there is no option for anything else is so so incredibly damaging and inadvertently lends support to the marginalization and distrust of any remaining communal social infrastructure. the sameer project, which you should donate to, talks about this in a recent video they put out. the situation in gaza is unimaginable and everyone is in need of a huge level of support, and yet this fundraising discourse by well-meaning people in the west that donating money to individuals is the only moral way reproduces societal divides wherein resources are directed to people who speak English, who have relationships with people outside of gaza, and who have internet access while hundreds of thousands are left behind.
there ARE non-ngo locally based grassroots initiatives working to meet those needs however they can, and your small donation goes a lot further with them because they are able to buy food/water/supplies in bulk at a reduced price and reach more people with less money. again I'm not saying people shouldn't fundraise for individuals because these initiatives are so limited and many people cannot access them -- but as an example, the group I fundraise with is currently serving people fleeing north gaza who are starving and have nothing, and when we fundraise enough to do cash aid distribution there's so much need that our partners can only distribute 100-200 per large family. and then I go online and see people who have absolutely no understanding of this context at all exclusively working towards raising tens of thousands for just a few people when evacuations haven't been possible for months. it's good to do whatever you can but please consider how this narrative being reproduced among westerners trying to help that there are no other options has the potential to damage groups working towards equity and wider reach however is still possible
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Hello I am Mohammad Tayseer, 34 years old, Palestinian living in Gaza. I am married to Basma Ramez, and we have two children: Jude, who is 4 years old, and yazan, who is 2 and a half years old.
Our life was normal and full of optimism, and we had big ambitions.I worked in smartphone programming at City Phone. I was happy with my job, and our dreams were focused on building a bright and beautiful future for our children. We had a large, beautiful home that sheltered us, full of many wonderful memories.
But suddenly, without any warning, war destroyed everything beautiful in our lives. Our home was demolished by a missile, leaving nothing behind, and my company was also damaged. I lost my job, and we became homeless and without income.
Pictures of a house when it is partially destroyed
Pictures of the house after it was hit by a missile and completely destroyed
We tried to flee more than five times to safer areas in search of security, but safety in Gaza has become nearly impossible. Death and destruction are everywhere, and our children live in a constant nightmare. Opportunities for education and entertainment have vanished, and basic necessities are scarce. We live in poverty and despair.
We are now seeking a chance to live in a safe place outside of Gaza. However, our only hope now is to escape this ongoing hell and find a safe haven for our family. This requires significant financial costs, as border crossing fees amount to $5,000 per adult and $2,500 per child, a sum I cannot afford on my own.
Every donation, no matter the amount, whether $10 or $20, will have a significant impact on our lives. Your contributions will help cover the costs of travel and living in a safe country. We hope to start a new life away from fear and destruction and give our children a new opportunity to dream and hope. Our children deserve to live in safety
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My name is Nour, and I’m 21 years old from northern Gaza.
I once lived a peaceful life with simple dreams, but everything changed on October 7th, 2023, when war tore through Gaza. I had to flee my home, leaving behind everything I knew, and now I live alone in a tent made of torn fabric in southern Gaza.
The constant bombings are unbearable, but being a lesbian in a society that rejects me is even harder.
I live in constant fear of judgment and violence. On top of this, I face extreme shortages of food, water, and basic supplies.
Life has become a daily fight for survival.
Dear LGBTQ+ brothers and sisters around the world, I turn to you in my time of desperate need. I have no one else to ask for help. The world around me looks at me with disgust, and I can no longer bear this life. I am exhausted, broken, and alone. Please, I beg you, help me leave this place and find safety, dignity, and a chance to live as myself. I cannot survive here any longer. Your support is my only hope.
Every day, I fear for my life. But I refuse to give up. I want to live. Please, your support can make all the difference. Every donation, no matter how small, gives me hope for a better tomorrow.
Thank you from the bottom of my heart.