Dear Tumblr souls, you beautiful, strange humans—

you laugh through the pain,

you turn sadness into soft, glowing aesthetics,

you post memes in the darkest hours,

and somehow, your hearts remain warm.

When you feel someone is hurting,

you become shelter—an open hand, asking for nothing in return.

I'm not asking for pity, but right now… I need you.

I'm Kareman from Gaza 🇵🇸🌸.

*This painting was drawn by my friend Zara ❤️

I'm trying to get through what life threw at me—with an open heart ,We were displaced ,There was bombing everywhere—loud, close, terrifying ,We fled with nothing but our lives.😞💔

Our dreams have changed ,We no longer dream of tomorrow— ,our dream today… is simply to eat.

My son, Hamoud🥹, asks me, “Mama, when is dinner?”

And sometimes… I have no answer.

That kind of pain shouldn't exist in a mother's heart😭.

My campaing vetted by/ @90-ghost here , gaza-evacuation-funds here

If you can help🥹❤️, even a little—this is the donation link:

🌸Or PayPal🌸

And if you can't, sharing this could still bring us one step closer to a meal.

Thank you, deeply.🌸"

☁️ 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"

Donation link

Or PayPal

"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.

Donation link through the campaign gofund

Or through PayPal

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@gaza-evacuation-funds here

Don't ignore me, listen to our sad story💔🥹🍉

My name is Kariman Dohan, I am 25 years old. I was a committed and diligent teacher, and my husband, Ayman Olwan, 30 years old, is a business administration graduate, but due to unemployment and difficult conditions in Gaza, he was forced to work as a fisherman. We have a wonderful son named Hamoud, who is one and a half years old. We live in Gaza, specifically Khan Yunis, where the fishing boat, fishing equipment and the school where I worked were damaged🥹🫂💔😭😭😭😭

We have been displaced several times, and our tragedy has reached the point that we now live in a tent that is unfit for living. We desperately need your help, I have launched a donation campaign but I cannot get the funds so I can get $50000 to get through this current crisis.

15.000$********75.000$

Before the war and after the war, this is what happened to us😔💔

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I know that the world is full of people who want to help others, and you are one of them. Please be with us in this ordeal and share your donation to help us get out of these difficult situations🫂🥹🥹🙏🙏🍉

Donate, share and be the reason for our happiness 🙏❤️🫂🥹🍉😭🇵🇸💔😣

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We need to get out of the danger zone I am in now, I want your support to never stop, I discovered Tumblr a few months ago and met good people who helped me a lot, we will never forget that, you are my lifeline, please support us now

I thank everyone who helped us during this difficult time. Recently, we have witnessed great massacres and non-stop bombing over our heads, and we are witnessing a famine more than before.

Donation Link

Or through PayPal

Don't ignore me, listen to our sad story💔🥹🍉

My name is Kariman Dohan, I am 25 years old. I was a committed and diligent teacher, and my husband, Ayman Olwan, 30 years old, is a business administration graduate, but due to unemployment and difficult conditions in Gaza, he was forced to work as a fisherman. We have a wonderful son named Hamoud, who is one and a half years old. We live in Gaza, specifically Khan Yunis, where the fishing boat, fishing equipment and the school where I worked were damaged🥹🫂💔😭😭😭😭

We have been displaced several times, and our tragedy has reached the point that we now live in a tent that is unfit for living. We desperately need your help, I have launched a donation campaign but I cannot get the funds so I can get $50000 to get through this current crisis.

15.000$********75.000$

Before the war and after the war, this is what happened to us😔💔

................

I know that the world is full of people who want to help others, and you are one of them. Please be with us in this ordeal and share your donation to help us get out of these difficult situations🫂🥹🥹🙏🙏🍉

Donate, share and be the reason for our happiness 🙏❤️🫂🥹🍉😭🇵🇸💔😣

My campaing vetted by

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@gaza-evacuation-funds here

We need to get out of the danger zone I am in now, I want your support to never stop, I discovered Tumblr a few months ago and met good people who helped me a lot, we will never forget that, you are my lifeline, please support us now

I thank everyone who helped us during this difficult time. Recently, we have witnessed great massacres and non-stop bombing over our heads, and we are witnessing a famine more than before.

Donation Link

Or through PayPal

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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The game I never understood my whole life 😅

"Please if you read this share it to help me reach you as I do not have internet in Gaza"

Imagine you're playing Minesweeper… Every step you take might be safe, or it might be the end. You hesitate, analyze, and hope to make it through. But what if this wasn’t just a game? What if it were my life, Ayman’s life, and the life of my little Hamoud, just two years old, hanging between safety and disaster? I was once a teacher, spending my days with children, nurturing their growth, helping them learn, and guiding them toward a bright future. I devoted my life to shaping young minds, creating a safe space for them to dream and discover. Now, my life has been shattered, and I find myself struggling to protect my own child.

In Gaza, we don’t play Minesweeper… We live it. Every day, every step, every decision could be life or death. But you—you can be the key that leads us to safety. You can make the next step free of danger, full of hope.

Your donation isn’t just a number. It’s a hand reaching out in the middle of a minefield, lifting us up, protecting us, and saying: 'You are not alone.' Will you be that hand today? 🙏❤️

My campaing vetted by/

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@gaza-evacuation-funds here

Please don't leave without donating to my little boy 🥹🤍