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Facing the Struggle as a Queer Transgender Refugee: We Need Your Help.🌈

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I'm AshleymilesPhil, a transgender queer refugee, and I come to you with a heavy heart today. I’m part of a community of LGBTIQ refugees who are facing unimaginable challenges. Life in the camp is beyond difficult. We have almost no access to food, clean water, medication, or even proper shelter. Every day feels like a battle for survival, and despite our resilience, the lack of basic necessities is pushing us to the brink.

It feels embarrassing to ask for help, honestly. I hate it. But the truth is, we’re vulnerable and we need support. Without the kindness of people like you, we are left to starve. We depend on the generosity of well-wishers just to get through the day. Lately, the donations we’ve received have been scarce, and right now, we are at a critical point.

We need your help, now more than ever. Your donation can make the difference between life and death for us. No matter how small, it helps provide food, water, medical care, and shelter for us. If you can, please contribute to our GoFundMe fundraiser and help us survive this dire situation.

https://gofund.me/4d80b32c

I know asking for money feels wrong, and it’s hard to come forward like this, but the reality is, we are desperate. We can’t do it alone, and we’re relying on the compassion of those who can lend a hand.

Thank you for reading and for caring. Your support means everything to us.

With gratitude,

AshleymilesPhil

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🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

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I Am Saja – A Mother Holding On Through the Return of War

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

🆘 This is me. This is my voice. Please help us. 🚫

In Gaza, we are screaming for help — but the world feels silent. 🌍😔

This image shows exactly what it feels like: we are begging, crying, shouting…

and no one seems to hear us. But you can. 🙏

I am a mother 👩‍👦. My husband and my child were injured in Israeli airstrikes 💔. Now my son is lying in a hospital bed, in pain 😢.

He urgently needs medical care 🏥 and healthy food 🍲 — things we no longer have in Gaza.

I am trying to raise enough money 💵 to get him out of Gaza for life-saving treatment ✈️. Please — don’t scroll past. Help me. Help my son. ❤️‍🩹

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Donate to Join Us in Our Struggle: Save Our Family from War in Gaza, organized by Ghazal Naseer

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💸 Donate if you can. 📢 Share if you can’t. 🤝 But please, don’t stay silent.

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My Journey to Escape the War in Gaza

My name is Abdelmajed. I never imagined I’d be sharing my story like this, but life in Gaza has become unbearable. I am a survivor of the war here, and in the blink of an eye, everything I once knew—my home, my safety, my community—was ripped away from me.

The war has transformed Gaza into a graveyard of broken dreams. The buildings that once stood as symbols of life and resilience are now piles of rubble. Every corner is filled with the echoes of explosions. Every moment is shrouded in uncertainty. There is no security. There is no stability. There is no light at the end of the tunnel.

Basic needs have become luxuries. Food is scarce. Clean water is even scarcer. Hospitals are overwhelmed and under-resourced, and there is almost no medical care to be found. Every night, families go to bed hungry, praying they’ll wake up to see another day. The cost of basic necessities has skyrocketed, and it’s become a daily battle just to survive.

I’ve seen things I never thought possible—standing in long lines for a piece of bread, rationing every drop of water, and watching my people suffer in silence. I have lost everything—my home, my safety, my dignity.

Escape from Gaza is my only hope, but it’s almost impossible without financial help. The cost of evacuation is far beyond my means, and without support, I’m trapped in a warzone with no way out.

I’m reaching out to you now, in the hopes that someone, anyone, can help. I am not asking for luxury. I am asking for a chance—just a chance—to live. A chance to escape this never-ending cycle of fear, destruction, and loss. A chance to rebuild my life somewhere safe, where I can begin again, where I can find hope once more.

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Help Abdelmajed Escape Gaza and Rebuild His Life

My name is Abdelmajed, and I am a survivor of the war in Gaza. Everything I once knew has been taken away—my home, my safety, and the people

Any amount you can give will help me get closer to safety. Even the smallest donation will make a difference—it could be the lifeline I need to survive. If you are unable to donate, please share my story. The more people who hear it, the better the chance that I can find the support I desperately need.

Your kindness and support mean the world to me. You’re not just helping me escape a war; you’re giving me a chance to live, to rebuild, to breathe again.

Thank you for listening. Thank you for caring.

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