Help Ahmed get treatment for his father

Current progress: $200/$40,000

Ahmed's father is in dire need of surgery. He is battling cancer and liver disease and needs to undergo surgery for his enlarged liver. He's staying in the intensive care unit at the hospital, but his family does not have the funds needed to afford the operations he needs.

Ahmed's father has been Ahmed's only support system since the death of his mother just a little over a month ago. His father is all he has left and Ahmed is scared he will die without this surgery and leave him alone.

Please donate if you can and share to help Ahmed take care of his father.

Vetting information: Ahmed is not yet verified, but he is vetted by association with Hana (@/hanayousef00). They are friends and their campaigns are managed by the same person, Darius Rudominer. Hana's campagin is vetted #246 on this list. Darius is working on getting Ahmed's campaign vetted.

Ahmed's account is @ahmad680

Thank you very much for helping me with that, I wish everyone who watched my story to help me with anything 🙏🏻

Ahmed's father went through a medical procedure recently which was not succesful and now he is in need of help more than ever.

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

My campaing vetted by/

@90-ghost here

@gaza-evacuation-funds here

with 90-ghost getting terminated gone by days with no word on it id discourage us from posting about whatever cutesy thing tumblr does for april fool's which is right around the corner. april 1 is a really big day for engagement on tumblr

Who I Am & Why I’m Here 💙

✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters {537} ✅️

Hey everyone, my name is Abdelmajed. I don’t usually talk much about myself, but today, I want to share a little piece of my story.

I was born and raised in Gaza, a place that has always been my home 🏡. I grew up surrounded by my family, my friends, and the streets that I knew like the back of my hand. Life wasn’t always easy, but we had love, laughter, and dreams. I used to think that no matter what happened, home would always be here. But life has a way of changing things in ways we never expect.

Over the past months, everything I once knew has disappeared. The streets that were once filled with children playing are now silent. The houses that held so many memories are now just rubble. And the people I loved—some of them are gone forever. 💔

But I don’t want this to just be a story of loss. I want it to be a story of hope. No matter how much has changed, I refuse to stop believing in better days. I refuse to stop dreaming of a future where I can rebuild, where I can find peace, where I can wake up in the morning without fear.

That’s why I’m here. To share my journey. To connect with people who believe in kindness and humanity. To remind myself—and anyone reading this—that even in the darkest times, there is still light. ✨

If you’ve read this far, thank you. I’d love to get to know you too. Tell me something about yourself in the comments. Let’s build something positive together. 💬💙

✅️ Vetted by @gazavetters {537} ✅️

You Can Save Mena's Dream to Become a Nurse 🍉

VETTED BY ASSOCIATION: Mena is Hammad's sister, who was referred to me through Safaa and her campaign (vetted by @90-ghost)

Mena is a college student living in Gaza studying to become a nurse.

Imagine your life as Mena's. Faced with horrors we cannot even begin to realize; so close to the dream that she has held tightly in her heart since childhood, with a simple desire to help the people around her in any which way she can, and right when she is so close to realizing her dream, to turning it into her life and her reality, her dream is shattered - slipping through her fingers as she desperately tries to hold onto it: her dreams, her inspiration, her motivations, even her friends and teachers, some of whom were killed during the war.

All she has left is her dream, striving to fulfill it.

Even during the war, with the education she had received before the war flipped her life upside-down, she put that knowledge to work, standing alongside nurses and doctors in the field and tending to horrible wounds with limited access to medical tools and resources - helping anyone she could, while hungry, thirsty, with nowhere but a flimsy tent to lay her head down at night, exposed to the harsh elements.

Mena's whole life has been dedicated to helping the people around her. It is now our turn to show Mena the unconditional love and support that she has shown to anybody lucky enough to cross her path. ❤️

The university contacted her a couple days ago, letting her know that she will have to pay the fees she's incurred for the online courses she's dedicated herself to during the war; studying as her childhood home was shelled and destroyed along with all of her and her family's things and lifetime of saved funds, memorizing her work as bombs dropped on her university, crumpling it to stone and dust.

You can show her the love and support that she deserves. You can help her dream become a reality.

Your contributions to keeping hope and dreams alive in Mena's heart are invaluable. Donate today.

Chuffed has a waiting period for processing and transferring funds. If you want your donation to IMMEDIATELY be sent to Mena, paypal is linked below.

Imagine waking up to the deafening roar of explosions, your tent shaking violently as the earth trembles beneath you. In an instant, everything is chaos—your children scream in terror, clutching onto you as you scramble to escape. The sky is filled with smoke and falling debris, the air thick with dust and panic. There is no time to think, no time to gather what little you have left. You run—barefoot, desperate, carrying your baby in your arms—praying that you will make it out alive.

Story written by @rumiandroses

For Hossam Al-Qazzaz and his family, this nightmare became reality LAST NIGHT (03/17/2025) when an airstrike obliterated their tent—their last refuge after losing their home, a casualty of the war in Gaza. With no shelter, no safety, and nowhere left to run, they are once again plunged into unimaginable uncertainty as the ceasefire in Gaza collapses and war reignites around them.

Hossam, a dedicated father of four, has already lost his home, his job, and his peace of mind due to the relentless bombardments in Gaza in the 15 months preceding the now,-collapsed ceasefire. Now, with nothing but debris around them, he, his wife Hanan, and their four children—Bashar (9), Hani (8), Diana (4), and 5-month-old Habiba—are now struggling to survive with no roof over their heads.

The suffering extends beyond Hossam, his wife, and his children. Hossam is also the sole caretaker of his elderly parents, aged 75 and 72, both in fragile health. His father is suffering from severe burns and urgently needs medical care, while his mother battles high blood pressure and requires constant attention. But with no home, no stable source of income, and skyrocketing prices for essentials like rice and cooking gas—driven by the border closures and the ban on goods entering Gaza—Hossam is trapped in an incredibly difficult and stressful situation.

Despite these unbearable challenges, Hossam is not asking for much—only the money needed to survive, and to be able to evacuate to safety when the border crossing opens again.

"All we want is to live in dignity," Hossam pleads.

This is where you can make a difference. Every small donation—no matter how modest—can help provide food, clothing, and medical care for Hossam, Hanan, their children, and elderly parents. It can help ensure that Habiba gets the milk and diapers she desperately needs and that his family is not left out in the open with nowhere to turn.

Please, if you can, donate or share Hossam’s story today. Your support can be the difference between survival and despair.

Please consider donating to the Al-Qazzaz family’s original fundraiser to help them buy food and essentials and rebuild their tent:

Our founder, Bethany-Grace ( @rumiandroses ) is also sponsoring a fundraising campaign to help Hossam, Hanan and their entire family evacuate to safety. If everyone donates a little, we might be able to get them to safety the moment the border crossing opens again:

Together, we can ensure that Hossam's family does not just survive—but begins to rebuild a life of safety, stability, and hope.

Hossam’s campaign has been vetted by @gazavetters, and (#287) on their list of verified campaigns.

Hello my friend, my family has been scattered among our closest relatives because we became homeless after our tent was bombed. All I wish now is to rebuild my tent so I can reunite with my wife, children, father and mother. Donate to us to buy wood and nylon to rebuild our tent, you are our only hope, support us and donate please I am longing to hug my baby girl Habeeba and my sons Bashar, Hani and little Diana

Hello my friend, our tent was bombed, we miraculously escaped death, now we are homeless in the open, without clothes or food, my wife and children are staying with my wife's father and I am sleeping next to our destroyed tent. The details of the bombing of our house are in the pinned post, and documented with a video clip from Al Jazeera News Channel. Support us in this ordeal and donate to us to build a new tent so that my family and I can be together again, please, this is my greatest ambition now

Omar has told me that he needs help for his father. His father is experiencing medical troubles and needs money for surgery and medicine. He needs $970

Omar's campaign has been previously reblogged by @90-ghost

I am also helping to collect money for others, so please indicate if the money you send is for Omar in the notes. Thank you so much.

paypal.me/xanadoodle

$0/970

🚨 My Mom is on the Edge – Save Her Life Before It's Too Late! 🚨

I write these words with a heavy heart and a heavy heart. My mother, a symbol of tenderness and giving, is now suffering from unbearable pain, as she suffers from deadly blood cysts on her liver that threaten her life at every moment. The situation has become like an endless nightmare; every minute that passes brings us closer to eternal separation.

The hospital is asking for $3,789 to perform the urgent surgery, and these amounts seem unattainable in these circumstances that turn our lives into a continuous battle against death. I see the pain in her eyes, and the tears running down her cheeks, and I can only beg you with all my hope: Help me save my mother, as every donation, no matter how small, could be the difference between life and death.

This appeal comes from the depths of the heart, filled with sadness and tears, and I appeal to every kind soul to give us a second chance, a chance to keep our mother among us. If you can't donate, please share this message with everyone you know; you may be able to help save her life before it's too late.

My mom needs you now, more than ever... Please help me face these dark moments before death snatches her away from us.❤️🙏

@bilal-salah0

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My name is Sahar Umm from Gaza

In a place far from safety and comfort, my little one was born, a small blessing that brought some joy into our dark days. But as I held her in my arms, I found myself battling internally because I can’t give her everything she needs.

We live in a torn tent, with no walls to shield us from the cold winds, and no roof to protect us from the rain. At night, the cold becomes unbearable, and the darkness takes over. I can’t even provide a small light to illuminate our way. My husband has done everything in his power to give us a better life, working long hours, but the conditions are just too harsh. He is no longer able to provide milk for our little one, nor winter clothes to protect her from the cold, nor even diapers to keep her safe.

All I’m asking for is a little help that can make our lives less harsh. I need energy to light up our tent at night, diapers to protect her, warm clothes to shield her from the cold, and milk to nourish her.Please help us because the bombing over our heads has resumed. We want to leave Gaza. Help us, even if it's just a little, so we can leave Gaza.💔😭😭😭😭😭

I’m not asking for much, just a little because my little one doesn’t deserve to live in this hell. Your help will be more than just financial support; it will be the hope we live on, a hope for my daughter and for us.Your support, no matter how small, can make a difference in saving our lives

Please be the first to donate, you are our lifeline ❤️

The donation link is in the bio 🙏

To donate, click here. Your support is our lifeline 👇

#free Gaza #gaza

#free palestina #safe palestina 🇵🇸

My story and hope for survival😭

I am Israa Alwan I am 22 years old, a young woman who once had big dreams and was ready to achieve them. After years of hard work and study, I finally received my degree in Early Childhood Education. It was an indescribable joy, knowing I was about to start my journey as a teacher, to help shape young minds and walk alongside them in their first steps toward knowledge.

But my dream didn’t last. The war came and turned my life upside down. My home, which was once a safe haven, is now rubble, and I am left with only a few belongings and a shattered bag of dreams. Now, I am without a home, a job, or any sense of security. I move from place to place with my family, searching for a shelter to protect our children and the sick from the cold winter and the scorching summer.

My mom who has always been my strength and support, now bears the heavy responsibility of caring for our entire family, doing everything he can to protect us and provide us with the bare essentials, despite the harsh conditions😭😭😭

Today, I reach out to you, driven by a shared humanity, seeking your support to help us survive and find a way out of this life that was forced upon us.

Donation link

PayPal ......🍉🇵🇸

Okay I got in touch with @90-ghost (Ahmed) and he has confirmed to me the deactivation was not something he did himself. He also showed me a screenshot of his tumblr app glitching out because of it.

Tumblr deleted his account. That being said, it might have been an automatic response to a mass reporting campaign being led by zionist stalkers. It could also have been a decision made by tumblr staff themselves.

We don't fully know what happened. Ahmed has contacted them to report the issue. In the meantime, make people aware of this problem.

If his blog is gone the vetting links to a lot of legit fundraisers are going to be broken now and not be of any use.

For the record, I only use Tumblr. In the case that my own blog gets deleted randomly like this, I'd likely just talk to one of my friends like Saif or Nairuz to let you all know about any new blog I make on their blogs. (nabulsi, palipunk, chanafehs, efc...)

Don't follow any blog that claims to be me unless one of my friends has cosigned it publicly on their blog.

These braids have lost their owner forever. This little girl was killed today for no reason. She is gone forever. She did not choose her fate. She was born Palestinian. She departed under a harsh sky that knows no mercy. She never stops talking about Palestine and the painful stories of her people. I fear that my girls will face the same fate as this little girl. Donate to Palestinian families and support them.

🚨Take a moment to imagine your child or loved one. What would you do for them? How far would you go to protect them and shield them from pain, loss and despair🚨

I am Marwa, a mother of three girls, Belasan, Joan and Nada, ages 7 to 14. 🔊🔉🔈I will take a moment to share my story.📢📣

My children and I lived under bombardment and aggression. We had a safe home full of dreams and a bright future for my daughters.

But everything changed when the war on Gaza began. Our house, which we built with strength and effort before the war, was destroyed.

We lost our job, which was our only source of income. The journey of displacement and moving from one place to another began without the minimum necessities of life. We faced difficulties in providing healthy food and clean water. We lived in fear and terror. My daughters could no longer sleep from the intensity of fear.

My mother-in-law suffers from serious lung infections and chronic diseases, and we find it difficult to provide appropriate treatment for her, especially in the winter and the bitter cold. She is part of our family after losing her husband. We are now without shelter, moving from one place to another, and struggling to survive. Today we have no income, no life, and no work. We are determined to rebuild our dreams, secure our future, and rebuild our home. We cannot do this alone and we need your help in building our lives. Your support, no matter how small, can make a big difference. Thank you for helping us find hope on our journey.

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@bilal-salah0

@negaspaces @ipod-shuffle @beatrixie12 @wingedalpacacupcake @ilovethetalkingclock @canvas-madness-txc

Save my children 🇵🇸🇵🇸

My story and hope for survival😭

I am Israa Alwan I am 22 years old, a young woman who once had big dreams and was ready to achieve them. After years of hard work and study, I finally received my degree in Early Childhood Education. It was an indescribable joy, knowing I was about to start my journey as a teacher, to help shape young minds and walk alongside them in their first steps toward knowledge.

But my dream didn’t last. The war came and turned my life upside down. My home, which was once a safe haven, is now rubble, and I am left with only a few belongings and a shattered bag of dreams. Now, I am without a home, a job, or any sense of security. I move from place to place with my family, searching for a shelter to protect our children and the sick from the cold winter and the scorching summer.

My mom who has always been my strength and support, now bears the heavy responsibility of caring for our entire family, doing everything he can to protect us and provide us with the bare essentials, despite the harsh conditions😭😭😭

Today, I reach out to you, driven by a shared humanity, seeking your support to help us survive and find a way out of this life that was forced upon us.

Donation link

PayPal ......🍉🇵🇸

Free 🇵🇸 palestina 🇵🇸

My name is Sahar Umm from Gaza

In a place far from safety and comfort, my little one was born, a small blessing that brought some joy into our dark days. But as I held her in my arms, I found myself battling internally because I can’t give her everything she needs.

We live in a torn tent, with no walls to shield us from the cold winds, and no roof to protect us from the rain. At night, the cold becomes unbearable, and the darkness takes over. I can’t even provide a small light to illuminate our way. My husband has done everything in his power to give us a better life, working long hours, but the conditions are just too harsh. He is no longer able to provide milk for our little one, nor winter clothes to protect her from the cold, nor even diapers to keep her safe.

All I’m asking for is a little help that can make our lives less harsh. I need energy to light up our tent at night, diapers to protect her, warm clothes to shield her from the cold, and milk to nourish her.Please help us because the bombing over our heads has resumed. We want to leave Gaza. Help us, even if it's just a little, so we can leave Gaza.💔😭😭😭😭😭

I’m not asking for much, just a little because my little one doesn’t deserve to live in this hell. Your help will be more than just financial support; it will be the hope we live on, a hope for my daughter and for us.Your support, no matter how small, can make a difference in saving our lives

Please be the first to donate, you are our lifeline ❤️

The donation link is in the bio 🙏

To donate, click here. Your support is our lifeline 👇

#free Gaza #gaza

#free palestina #safe palestina 🇵🇸