Hi, my name is Mosab , I’m from Gaza, and like many here, I’ve lost more than I ever thought I could bear — my family, my home, my sense of safety, and the simple moments that once gave life meaning. 💔
I’m not writing this to ask too much of anyone. I’m sharing a piece of my story — not because I want sympathy, but because I still believe someone, somewhere, might care enough to listen.
If this message finds you at the wrong time, I understand.
I’m truly sorry if it feels like an interruption.
➡️ Please feel free to DM me if you'd rather not receive asks from me — I'll make sure not to contact you again. 🤍
Every repost, every bit of care, helps keep hope alive in a place that has seen too much darkness.
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Wishing you peace, healing, and comfort — wherever you are.
With deep appreciation
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Selamat ulang tahun Dirga! 🇮🇩💓✨
I am Ahmed Matar from the Gaza Strip. I decided to emigrate from the Gaza Strip a month before the war. The war came and left my family alone in Gaza. Our house was destroyed and my family was displaced from one place to another. They had nothing left.my father and my mother are ill,and no one can help them. Help us to save them from hunger and death.l want to see my family again to meet and smell them again, please donate and share https://gofund.me/cd41b610
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Children in Gaza are not only losing their homes, but also their sight and limbs. The pain is unbearable for any mother to witness. My son Qais was badly injured in the recent attacks, and I have no money to treat him. I beg you from the bottom of my heart—please help me save my child. Any donation, no matter how small, can make a difference.
This is not an isolated case:
1. Many children are blinded by leftover Israeli ordnance or direct bombings.
2. Hospitals are overwhelmed and often refuse treatment without payment.
3. Mothers like me are left helpless, unable to provide food or medical care.
Please don’t look away. If you can see this, then you still have the power to act. Qais is only two years old, and he deserves to heal, to play, and to live. Help me give him that chance. Share, support, Donate—whatever you can.
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Please stop ✋🚨 you're the only hope to save a child😔😭
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The Sound of Empty Stomachs Is Louder Than Bombs
My family has not eaten vegetables or meat for more than three months. Day after day, something else is missing: yesterday it was fruit, today it is flour - a distant dream because of its scarcity and high price.
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Hello, wonderful souls! 🤍🌍 I hope you're doing well. 🌿 Could you help me amplify my family's story and bring awareness to our struggle? 🙏🏻 💬 Please reblog my pinned post or consider donating just $5—your support could truly make a difference in saving lives amidst war and hardship. Your kindness and voice matter more than you know. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! 🤍🌿 🕊️ @mosabsdr | Every share counts. 💫
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Hi there,
I’m reaching out with a quiet hope in my heart. These days are heavy, and my family is living through a reality filled with uncertainty—but I’m still here, doing my best to hold on and keep going.
If you have a moment, please check out my pinned post.
A simple share could help it reach someone who might be able to make a difference.
If you’re able to give, even the smallest kindness can bring light into the darkest places.
Your time, your voice, your compassion — it all matters more than you know.
With deep gratitude,
@nadinfamily
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💬 Just a Small Update, and a Big Thank You
Dear friends, kind hearts, and everyone who has stood with us,
When I first opened my heart to the world and shared our story, I never imagined the amount of love and solidarity we would receive. Thanks to your incredible support, we’ve now reached $12,837—a milestone that brings real light to some very dark days.
From the deepest corners of my heart, thank you.
As many of you know, I’ve lost 25 of my loved ones during this devastating war. That grief lives with me every single day. It’s in the silence that once held laughter, in the empty spaces where we once gathered as a family.
But through your help, I’ve also felt something else: hope. And that hope is priceless.
“21/Oct/2023 Before It Reached Us: The Day Our Neighbor’s House Was Destroyed” A quiet moment of fear, filmed just before everything changed.
“22/Oct/2023 The Morning After: Our Family Home in Ruins” This is what was left behind after the bombing of our home.
Despite everything, we’re still here. Still surviving. Still hoping.
But things have only gotten harder.
The war has returned, more brutal than before—and for over a month now, Gaza has been completely sealed off. No food is coming in. No medical supplies. No aid. No trade. No one is allowed to leave, and no one is allowed to enter.
We’re trapped.
🏚 We live with the fear of tomorrow, every single day. Airstrikes, drones, and the uncertainty of what might happen next. 👨👩👧 Our family is forever changed—we haven’t just lost people; we’ve lost pieces of ourselves. 📉 Basic needs go unmet—even clean water feels like a luxury now. Medicines, if they exist at all, are unreachable.
And yet…
Your support reminds us that we’re not forgotten. It reminds us that someone, somewhere, is still listening. That someone still cares. That we’re not completely alone in this.
Every message. Every share. Every dollar. It tells us: You’re walking this road with us. And that gives us the strength to keep going.
If you’ve already donated—thank you beyond words. If you can share our story again, it could reach someone who can help.
Even $5 means warmth, comfort, and a chance to breathe a little easier.
This isn’t just about reaching a fundraising goal. It’s about surviving war with dignity. It’s about believing in tomorrow. It’s about making sure my daughter grows up knowing that the world did not look away.
Thank you for your kindness, patience, and belief in our humanity. You’ve helped me find my voice—and I will use it to keep hope alive.
There’s something I need to say—something that’s been on my heart for some time.
When I first began sharing our story, I didn’t know what the right way was. I was scared, grieving, and trying to protect my family in any way I could. I reached out to many people, hoping someone, anyone, would see us. In that process, I now realize I may have overstepped, and I might have made some feel overwhelmed.
If that happened, I am truly sorry.
Please believe me when I say it was never out of disregard or pushiness. It came from a place of fear—fear of being forgotten, fear of not being able to keep my family safe, fear of watching everything I love slip away in silence.
I’m learning as I go. I’ve slowed down. I’m more mindful now, trying to share our journey in a way that feels respectful of the space and hearts of those listening.
If my words ever came at the wrong time, or in the wrong way, I hope you can understand where they came from—and I hope you can forgive me.
Thank you for seeing past my mistakes. Thank you for still being here. It means more than I can ever explain.
With love and endless gratitude, Mosab and family ♥️