shayma escaped gaza before the crossing closed and has been struggling to care for her family of 16 in egypt. rent is skyrocketing, and now her brother needs help funding his master's degree. she just lost her childhood friend and her friend's family, she needs support right now.
she didn't ask me to post this, i just wanna show her there's still people out there who care. please help her
Homes are gone. Entire neighborhoods erased from the map. Families torn apart, and memories buried beneath shattered walls.
There’s no food on the table. No clean water. No safe place to sleep. The basics of life — things the world takes for granted — are dreams for Gaza now.
People aren’t living here... They’re surviving. Barely. With empty stomachs, sleepless nights, and hearts full of fear
🌿 My Name is Rola, and This is My Story 🌿
I never thought I would be writing this. I never thought I would be begging for help just to keep my children warm, just to feed them one more meal. But here I am, reaching out to you, because I have no other choice.
My name is Rola. I am a mother of two beautiful children, and before October 7th, we had a life filled with love and laughter. We had a home. My children had their own room, filled with their toys and drawings. We would sit together on our balcony, drinking coffee in the early morning light. We had dreams, just like any other family.
But in an instant, it was all gone.
A missile struck. The earth shook beneath us. The air filled with dust and fire. My husband and son ran, stumbling over each other in terror. I stood frozen, the ringing in my ears drowning out my own screams. Our home was shattered—windows blown out, doors ripped from their hinges. And when I looked outside, our neighbor’s house, a place that once echoed with children's laughter, was nothing but rubble and ash.
That was just the beginning.
The bombs never stopped. Every night, I held my children close as the sky rained fire. The sound of explosions mixed with the cries of mothers searching for their babies in the darkness. I covered my children, whispering words of comfort, but how do you comfort a child who is terrified of dying in their sleep?
We had to leave. We walked away from everything—our home, our memories, the warmth of our life before. My children left behind their favorite toys, their books, their safe space. Now, we have nothing.
No home.
No food.
No clean water.
No way out.
I went to buy sugar the other day. It cost $20 for just a kilo. Food is disappearing, and the little that remains is impossible to afford. Every day, I fight to find just enough to keep my children alive.
I am exhausted. I am scared. I need your help.
I never imagined I would have to beg for my family’s survival. But today, I am.
Please, if you are reading this, help us. Help me save my children. Help us find shelter, food, a way to rebuild even a small piece of the life we lost. If we ever have the chance to leave, we need support. If we are forced to stay, we need a home again.
Every donation matters. Every share helps. Every voice that speaks for us keeps hope alive.
đź’š Please donate if you can. Share our story. Help us survive. đź’š
My wish and dream is to have a loaf of bread and a drink of water for me and my family to live on.
What is your dream here on Tumblr? Donate here.
I have literally lost faith in humanity.
a family bids farewell to their babygirl minutes ago, on the first day of Eid. Palestinians can't even celebrate without occupation bombardment.
(the linktree to donate for the people of Palestine is in my bio)
‼️There are no “houses” left in Gaza - only loss, hunger and will to live
We are waiting for your support and donations here
400+ people were killed in gaza last night.
In the heart of Gaza, where hope fades and destruction grows, nothing feels like life anymore. People die in silence—under the rubble, from hunger, from the cold, from fear. Children are pulled lifeless from beneath the ruins, and mothers scream with no one to hear. Every day we lose our loved ones, and a part of us dies with them.
We desperately need every hand that can reach us. If you’re able to help, please donate through (GoFundMe) or directly via (PayPal).
Your donation could mean everything to a family like mine. Don’t wait
Please donate today:
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I have nothing to give. all I can do is reblog. I want to help. And this is the only way I can.
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