The Israeli Zionist occupation violated the ceasefire and launched airstrikes on populated areas. Rocket shrapnel hit our tent today, injuring my wife and two of my children. The truce has ended, and we are once again living in fear of war, killing, and death. Unfortunately, no one cares about what’s happening to us. Israel has been committing a massacre since yesterday morning, claiming the lives of more than 500 people.
hello, i’ve never done anything like this before but… hello i’m mihai, i’m a nonbinary lesbian currently stuck in texas. all my paychecks go towards either rent, my bills, or groceries, which makes saving money to try and get out of texas and to a safer place very difficult. because of this, i’m currently trying to fundraise so i can get out of here asap. my current goal is $1100 with an overall goal of $3500.
funds raised would cover the following:
moving costs
car repairs
future apartment deposit + any necessary rent payments
gas money for the drive
any necessary veterinary costs for my cat
if you’d like i also have a venmo and a PayPal you can donate to which i will list below
venmo: cainsafy
paypal: leodins
thank you in advance for any help you can provide 💜
I never thought hope could come in the form of strangers on the internet. But every donation, every share, every message of encouragement—it all adds up to something that keeps us from drowning.
We have now reached $2,200, and while the road ahead is still long, we are walking it together.
💔 The pain is still fresh. 💔 The future is still uncertain. 💔 But your support makes each day feel a little less impossible.
If you can help, please consider donating. If you can’t, sharing this post could reach the person who can.
Thank you for proving that kindness still exists in the world.
hazem, an economics student whose home and university were destroyed by israeli, also suffered a critical spinal injury when a neighboring house was bombed and he was hit with shrapnel. his mobility is now limited and he needs medical care that is not available in gaza. he is also trying to support his family in evacuating.
as of today, they have only raised 24.08% of their goal.
please see my pinned post for more info on the daily mutual aid requests i’m sharing, and check out this spreadsheet for all the posts i’ve scheduled or posted so far.
The weight of grief and survival is crushing. There is no break, no moment of peace. Every day, we are forced to keep moving forward, even when we don’t know where forward leads.
Today, we’ve reached $2,200, and that means everything. It means we have people who still believe in us, who still care.
💔 The struggle is not over. 💔 The losses are too deep to count. 💔 But your kindness helps us breathe.
If you can help, please do. If not, sharing this post helps more than I can explain. You never know who might see it, who might be moved to help.
Some days, I wake up and wonder how we are still here, still fighting to survive. The weight of everything we have lost is heavy. Twenty-five members of my family are gone. Their laughter, their presence, their warmth—wiped away in an instant.
Our home, the place where we built our lives, is now nothing but rubble. The life we had before is completely gone, and every day is a struggle to find a way forward. But what gives me hope is the kindness of strangers—people I have never met, yet who have chosen to care.
Today, we’ve reached $2,500, and while it’s still a long way from what we need, it means everything to us. It means we are not forgotten. It means people see us, hear us, and want to help.
💔 We have been displaced over and over, forced to flee with nowhere safe to go. 💔 We have no home, no stability, no certainty about what tomorrow will bring. 💔 Every day is a battle, not just for survival, but for dignity, for hope, for a reason to keep going.
Even $5 might not seem like much, but for us, it is the difference between despair and a small moment of relief. It is proof that someone still cares. And if you can’t donate, simply sharing this post helps more than I can express. You never know who might see it and be able to help.
To every person who has donated, shared, or simply taken the time to read our story—thank you. You are part of our hope, part of our strength. You are making a difference in our lives, and I will never forget that.
Verified by Butterfly effect project line 355 in spreadsheet🇵🇸🚨here
Yes this is the only thing that all of our family thought about it. Everyday we ask ourselves if we going to live anymore or not . Everyday in this cruel war we imagine one of us dead and feeling so sad about what will happen next day.
Now after the war all the building are destroyed here and there is no life around us please we need to evacuate 🙏🥺
Please help my kids and my family to evacuate from here. Gaza now is not for human being living we need you support to stand with 18 members of the family to travel to another place that could find some peace and start new life without wars. We live in many wars and we are so tired.
Please share for more people you know can help me and my family.
Thank you so much for your kidness with my family. We now reach 7434$ out of 60k$, Now we need to continue your sharing and support to reach 10k$ 🙏🙏🙏🙏❤️❤️
Please Do your best for my family because you are our last hope here. 🙏🥺📢
🙌Verified by Butterfly effect project line 355 in spreadsheet🇵🇸🚨 here
There are moments when it feels like the world has moved on. That our suffering is just another tragedy lost in the endless noise. But then, I see people like you—people who take the time to read, to share, to help in whatever way they can—and I am reminded that kindness still exists.
We have now reached $2,500, and while it is only a small part of what we need, it is a huge reminder that we are not alone. That even in the darkest moments, there are people who refuse to look away.
💔 The pain of losing 25 family members will never go away. 💔 The home we once had is gone, and there is no way to rebuild it yet. 💔 The uncertainty of each day is overwhelming, but your kindness helps us hold on.
I never imagined having to ask for help just to survive. But war does not leave you with choices. It takes and takes until you are left with nothing but the hope that someone, somewhere, will care enough to help.
Even $5 might not seem like much, but every bit of kindness adds up. And if you can’t donate, just sharing this post could reach the person who can.
Thank you for showing us that we are not forgotten. Thank you for being part of our hope.
Every day, I try to remind myself that we are still here. That despite everything we have lost, we are still breathing, still holding on. But some days, that is harder than others.
I lost 25 family members in a single moment. I can still hear their laughter, still see their faces when I close my eyes. But they are gone, and nothing will bring them back.
Our home, the place that held every memory, every moment of comfort, is nothing but rubble. We have been displaced over and over, searching for safety, searching for something that feels like home.
💔 Each day is a battle for survival. 💔 Each night is a reminder of who is missing. 💔 And yet, kindness still finds us.
Thanks to the generosity of people who have never met me, we have now reached $2,500. It is a small step in a long journey, but it is a step forward. And that means everything.
I am not asking for much—just the chance to survive. Even $5 can make a difference. If you cannot give, please consider sharing our story. You never know who might see it and be able to help.
Thank you for your kindness. Thank you for reminding us that even in our hardest moments, there is still goodness in the world. 💙🙏
Every day, I try to remind myself that we are still here. That despite everything we have lost, we are still breathing, still holding on. But some days, that is harder than others.
I lost 25 family members in a single moment. I can still hear their laughter, still see their faces when I close my eyes. But they are gone, and nothing will bring them back.
Our home, the place that held every memory, every moment of comfort, is nothing but rubble. We have been displaced over and over, searching for safety, searching for something that feels like home.
💔 Each day is a battle for survival. 💔 Each night is a reminder of who is missing. 💔 And yet, kindness still finds us.
Thanks to the generosity of people who have never met me, we have now reached $2,500. It is a small step in a long journey, but it is a step forward. And that means everything.
I am not asking for much—just the chance to survive. Even $5 can make a difference. If you cannot give, please consider sharing our story. You never know who might see it and be able to help.
Thank you for your kindness. Thank you for reminding us that even in our hardest moments, there is still goodness in the world. 💙🙏
Thank you so much for your kidness with my family. We now reach 7434$ out of 60k$, Now we need to continue your sharing and support to reach 10k$ 🙏🙏🙏🙏❤️❤️
Please Do your best for my family because you are our last hope here. 🙏🥺📢
🙌Verified by Butterfly effect project line 355 in spreadsheet🇵🇸🚨 here
Thank you so much for your kidness with my family. We now reach 7434$ out of 60k$, Now we need to continue your sharing and support to reach 10k$ 🙏🙏🙏🙏❤️❤️
Please Do your best for my family because you are our last hope here. 🙏🥺📢
🙌Verified by Butterfly effect project line 355 in spreadsheet🇵🇸🚨 here
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