☁️ I Share My Pain Every Day… But Is There Any Humanity Left?

Every day, I post photos of my family.

My children. Our broken home.

Not because I want to.

But because I’m forced to.

Because silence kills us faster than bombs😓💔.

This is Hamoud, my little boy🥹🫂.

He used to dream of becoming a doctor.

Now, he just dreams of a meal… a bed… a safe night without crying😭💔.

“Mama, will we eat today?”

“Mama, can we go back home?”

He whispers this with big teary eyes…

And I lie to him — because that’s all I can give him.

Gaza is bleeding

Chickens have vanished.

Sugar, oil, bread — unaffordable luxuries.

Prices have gone mad.

Borders are closed. Aid is gone.

We are told to leave our homes over and over. Where to? No one knows.

But the world?

The world just watches.

And keeps scrolling.

I’m not asking for sympathy. I’m begging for action.

If you see this, don’t turn away.

Share this. Speak about it.

Help me save Hamoud.

His life depends on people like you — people with hearts.

"Silence is a choice. And it's killing us"

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"Your answer says a lot about who you are."

What Did You See First? Look closely at the image…

This simple image can secretly tell us something about you..

A man in a boat: You’re detail-oriented, sensitive, and thoughtful. You observe what others might miss and take careful steps in life.

A crocodile: You have a sharp, analytical mind. You see the bigger picture and face life with realism and logic.

The fish or line: You’re imaginative and creative. You see the world differently and love to explore hidden meanings.

The waves: You appear calm on the surface, but inside, you carry deep thoughts and powerful emotions.

But let me tell you what I see…🥺

I don’t see a crocodile.

I don’t see a boat.

I see myself.

I’m Kariman, a mother trying to protect her baby boy Hamoud—barely two years old—from the crushing jaws of life.

We live under siege, under bombing, under hunger that no one should ever feel.

My stomach is empty, but what breaks me more is when I see my son hungry… and I have nothing to give.

I write to you not seeking pity, but as a mother pleading with the world:

Please don’t scroll past our pain.

Please help us survive.

Any support, any donation, even a share—can save a life.

Maybe your hand is the one that can pull us out of this darkness🥺🙏.

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From a heart full of pain,

Kareman & little Hamoud.🌸

This pain will end one day, and I believe in that. We are going through great hardships, but hope has always been in my heart. The freedom for Palestine is now closer than ever🥹🇵🇸

✦ Tʜᴇ ᴡᴀʀ ɪɴ ɢᴀᴢᴀ ʜᴀs ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ✦

I am Kareman, a Palestinian mother from Gaza, and we are still alive after 475 days of war that began on October 7, 2023, and ended today. However, despite being alive, pain and sorrow have not left us. Everything around us has turned to rubble. I once said, "This pain will end one day, and I believe in that," but I never imagined that the pain would follow us in this way.

We returned to our home, only to find that the pain has deepened. Our home, which once embraced us, is now destroyed. The fishing boat, which was our only source of livelihood, was consumed by fire, taking away all hope. The fishing nets and equipment, which were our means of survival, have been burned. My husband, who supported us with his work, now has nothing but memories😭💔

As for me, I was a children's teacher, teaching them to love life despite the difficulties, but my school, which was once a place of hope, is now nothing but ash. We have lost everything, but we still hold on to hope thanks to Hamoud, who gives us the strength to keep going.

Today, we need you more than ever. We ask for your help in repairing my husband's fishing boat, as we have no other source of income. If we don't get the support to repair it, we will remain trapped in a cycle of poverty and need. But if we stand together, we can rise again.

Please, don't leave our families in this dark path. Every donation, no matter how small, represents a chance for us to live again.

From the bottom of my heart, I thank you for your continued support, and I trust that hope will return thanks to your help.

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In the Snake game, the snake needs food to grow, but it faces many obstacles, and if it crashes into something, it loses. My life in Gaza is like that game – every day, we try to survive and keep going despite the challenges. But the difference is, I'm not looking for points, I'm looking for food and safety for my family. Your support is what keeps us going

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Help! Help! Help!

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Let the world know before it’s too late!

We are trapped. Bombs are falling all around us, the war is growing fiercer, and there is nowhere safe to go. The ground shakes beneath us, the walls around us are cracking. No food, no water, no way to escape!

Hamoud won’t stop crying😭. His tiny body trembles in my arms. Every explosion makes him scream, his teary eyes filled with terror. I try to comfort him, but he feels everything—he hears the fear, sees the destruction, and senses the helplessness in my gaze.

Don’t leave us to face this alone. Don’t ignore our cries. Don’t let us remain trapped in this nightmare. Donate now and help us escape before it’s too late!

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