I refuse to let difficult times decide who I become.
I’m still fighting for my Master’s dream.
I’m still fighting for my family.
And I’m still fighting for the future I promised myself I would build.
If you believe in this journey, please stand with u
This is a very critical emergency, and this family is going through extremely harsh and heartbreaking circumstances. Truly, every time I look at their situation, I cry.
Their condition is heartbreaking; they are in desperate need of support. Please help them.
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There are moments in Gaza when suffering becomes so ordinary that people stop asking for solutions.
They begin asking only for the smallest relief. A little less pain.
A child who sleeps through the night.
When I entered the clinic that morning, I noticed a young woman carrying a baby so small that I could not tell whether the child was a newborn or simply made tiny by hardship.
When her turn came, she gently placed the baby on my desk and said:
“I want any cream you have.” Any cream. Not a specific medicine. Not a particular treatment.
Just anything.
She uncovered the baby and showed me the severe rash covering much of the child’s fragile skin.
“I treat the baby with whatever free creams I can find in clinics,” she explained.
“Anything helps.”
As she spoke, I noticed something else. The baby was not wearing a diaper. Only pieces of cloth.
I asked why.
“I can’t afford diapers,” she replied calmly. “I wash these and use them again.”
Then she added that they were living in a tent and that her husband had suffered a serious foot injury and was unable to work.
“I’m not asking for much,” she said.
“I only want a cream.”
But what caught my attention most was not the rash.
It was the malnutrition.
The baby was severely underweight. The kind of malnutrition that is visible before any examination even begins.
So I asked the mother whether she had noticed.
She nodded. “Yes, I know.”
Then she said something I cannot forget: “When the baby gets older, things will get better.”
Not because she truly believed it.
But because hope was cheaper than treatment.
And treatment was something she could no longer afford. That was the moment that broke me.
Not the tent. Not the poverty. Not even the illness.
But the fact that this mother had lowered her expectations so much that she no longer dreamed of proper medical care, diapers, or adequate nutrition.
She came asking for the smallest thing she could imagine. A tube of cream.
Any cream.
Something that might make the baby hurt a little less.
The baby could not have been more than five months old.
Too young to understand war. Too young to understand poverty. Yet already carrying both on that tiny body.
There is something profoundly cruel about a world in which a mother’s greatest hope for her child is no longer a better future.
Only a little less suffering tonight.
#WoundedGaza
Being a fan of his since 2014 (and now a friend) made me privy to his struggles, and when I say I am so mad at the higher ups in PH sports bodies (esp PH/SU) I mean it. I’m glad he’s gonna compete for fun and for himself this year 🥹
“I can't find the words to convince you how much I need help… but honestly, we're going through a very difficult time, and any support or assistance from you could make a huge difference.”https://t.co/ZIX7DCx0aE
The aspirations of our children, daughters,women,and youth have been shattered.
My children's smiles remain;they are your children too.🫶🏿🫂😥
Don't forget Gaza,its children,and my afflicted and displaced family, who have been moved from place to place.
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Im tired of asking for help with no care
Im tired of screaming from pain with no care
Im tired from your ignoring
Please please be ahuman and make my voice heared🥺‼️
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A Haitian refugee with mental illness was left on the side of the road by ICE. She died of hypothermia. This is the same thing that ICE did a few months ago to a blind Rohingya refugee. Stop this cruelty now.
I'm Maram a psychology student in Gaza.
I urgently need to pay £1,000 for
my next semester's tuition fees.
Time is running out. Please share and help if you can! 🙏
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Rarely seen outside of Japan since it was pulled from theaters at the height of its success, Haruki Kadokawa's REX: A DINOSAUR'S STORY—a cult work of family entertainment—screens as part of #JAPANCUTS Classics, possibly for the first time in North America.
Been thinking about my friend and sibling Blake Brockington a lot these past couple of days especially this month. He has been heavy on my heart. I wish he was still here with us still fighting alongside us. He was such a sweet kind hearted soul who went through so much and deserved so much more. Please remember to check in on your trans and queer friends. Mental health matters and so does community care.
this is not getting attention. they just buried it. ANOTHER trans woman is dead. four days ago. died in her cell. prisons which are inherently designed to shorten lifespans
Hi guys! this is a Thread callout to @PayPal, I genuinely don’t know what to do anymore :( Last month, I opened emergency art commissions to help fund my mother’s cancer treatment medication (Stage-3 Type C Breast) it would come around to $870 a month just for her medication