Do you still think of our children — bleeding, terrified, broken — being slaughtered in Gaza by Israeli airstrikes?
My own son was severely injured in one of the recent airstrikes. His tiny body, broken and bleeding, now lies in a hospital that has no medicine, no electricity, no hope.
He needs urgent surgery that can only be done outside Gaza. Every minute that passes puts his life at greater risk.
I am begging you — from one human being to another — to please help me save my son’s life. Your donation could be the reason he survives. The reason he gets another chance at life, at laughter, at childhood.
you ever start nodding off in the passenger seat of a car and then suddenly get the overwhelming feeling that if you close your eyes the driver won't be able to see the road? is that a normal thought to have?
I do...I do love to see him
🎄✨ A Christmas Appeal from Gaza ✨🎄
For many, Christmas is a time of magic, love, and hope. But here in Gaza, where my family and I live, it’s a reminder of all we’ve lost.
This December, as the world celebrates with 🎁 decorations and gifts, my brother Ahmad and I dream of something simpler—a chance to live, learn, and heal.
While others gather around 🍽️ festive tables, my family struggles to find even basic food. While stockings are hung with care 🧦, our shoes are worn from fleeing destruction. And while carols fill the air 🎶, silence hangs heavy in our hearts, broken only by the memories of what we’ve lost.
But we haven’t given up hope. 🌟 Hope is all we have. Ahmad and I have started a campaign to escape to Egypt, continue our education, and rebuild our lives. We need your help to make that dream possible.
This Christmas, I invite you to remember families like mine, who are not asking for gifts 🎁, but for a chance—a chance to learn, thrive, and survive.
👉 Support our campaign: https://gofund.me/32e5e95e
📤 Share our story: Every share helps us reach someone who might lend a hand.
Let’s remind the world that true joy comes not from what we receive, but from what we give. ❤️ Together, we can light a candle of hope 🕯️ in a place that has known only darkness.
✅ Our Fundraiser Vetted by ✅ 🔍 @gazavetters, on the list is (#83) 🔍 @90-ghost here 🔍 by association in this post
in retrospect it's crazy how we just let parents turn to the media and blame their child's hobbies when their children commit suicide. I get why news outlets let it happen (if you can say "video games made my kid suicidal" or "my kid hung himself because uh... he was doing The TikTok Noose Challenge" then it justifies banning those things and enforcing stricter means of monitoring what kids do, on top of giving the parent an out for their culpability in the situation), but if your brain hasn't completely calcified with a boomerlike contempt for The Youth, you should immediately recognize this rhetoric as cope for a massive parenting fuckup. and generally if you examine a lot of these instances that make news, the sequence of events is normally the same; a kid is relatively isolated due to bullying or abuse, their parents don't know how to connect with them (or at worst view their lack of conformity as a burden), the child does not feel safe turning to their parent for comfort, the parent doesn't make any effort to aid the child in connecting with similar-minded peers (or don't bother until the issue is so apparent that they can't afford to ignore it), the child turns to outlets to sate their desire for interaction and belonging until they feel backed against a wall. parenting is hard, but the isolation that produces suicide is largely preventable in ways that a lot of parents gloss over because they do not consider the inner lives of their children to be real or meaningful. and going on TV to bleat to the world about how the one thing that your 14 year old strongly identified with is actually a corrupting influence just seems like a means of obliterating the remaining personhood of that child. you can call me callous, but to me these parents are looking at their child's suicide as another tantrum to be managed, and controlling their image post-mortem is their discipline of choice.
my growing collection
we're witnessing the spastic death throes of the Information Age
You should be able to rot in bed for 2, maybe 3 hours after waking up before it starts affecting what time it is. If I wake up at 8:30 and lie in bed for 2hr it should still be 8:30 when I get up
hey guys I gotta run to the store real quick can you keep an eye on My Demise Which Steadily Approaches
they're letting me run around in the research lab to boost morale (because of how cute i am) even though i have several mysterious properties. the safety committee is PISSED lol and they're right to be because no one knows about my spores