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my friend nader, like many of us, has dreams of what he wants to do with his life. he wants to go to university — first, though, he has to survive the terrible conditions he’s been subject to by the zionist occupation.

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Donate to Help Abd AL Salam and his family get through this war inGaza, organized by Ahmed Alanqar

**Humanitarian Support Request: Abdul Salam Al-Anqar** … Ahmed Alanqar needs your support for Help Abd AL Salam and his family get th

we’ve hit €51,403, but that’s still only barely halfway to the final goal. donations have slowed down IMMENSELY.

nader’s father is recovering from surgery. there’s a 1 year old child in the family, along with multiple other children (including nader himself, who is only 17). please don’t forget about them!

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Imagine walking for miles beneath a merciless sun, each step a battle against exhaustion. The empty water containers in your hands feel heavier with every faltering step, but you press on through rubble-strewn streets, driven by the desperate need to find clean water for your family.

Your vision blurs, dark spots dancing at the edges, and your heart pounds with the effort to stay upright. The heat is suffocating, your limbs tremble with fatigue, but you force yourself forward, refusing to give in. Then, without warning, your strength gives out. Your legs buckle, and you collapse onto the burning earth, dust rising around you as darkness claims your senses.

Images: Ahmed Aldani, a chronically ill teenager from Gaza, is trying to raise money to evacuate and receive medical treatment abroad.

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Story written by @rumiandroses

For most in Gaza, each day is a battle for survival—but for fifteen year old Ahmed Aldani, who is chronically ill, the struggle is far more severe. His body is being pushed to its limits by the relentless strain of hunger, pain, and exhaustion. He needs urgent medical care and a chance to escape the nightmare that has become his everyday life.

Image: Ahmed recently reached out to us with an update on his condition.

Every task, no matter how small, has become a struggle for survival. Just a few weeks ago, Ahmed collapsed while walking 3 kilometers (almost 2 miles) to fill water—his body having difficulty sustaining the effort, in desperate need of medical care that, without financial help, is out of reach for Ahmed and his family.

Born amidst conflict, Ahmed has spent all fifteen years of his life enduring the effects of war. The development of his teeth and hair were negatively impacted by toxic gas his mother inhaled during a phosphorus attack while pregnant with him in 2008. The recommended treatment—dental implants—is far beyond his family’s means, with each tooth costing around $1,000. But without treatment, the pain and exhaustion will only worsen.

Images: The development of Ahmed's hair and teeth were impacted by white phosphorus that his mother accidentally inhaled after an occupation attack near the family home in 2008.

Ahmed’s family has been displaced more than seven times in the past ten months, their savings drained just to stay alive. They now live in the southern part of Gaza, jobless and with no access to proper medical care.

This GoFundMe is a lifeline, both for Ahmed’s survival and for his family’s chance to escape Gaza and access the medical treatment he so desperately needs. The goal is to raise $50,000 to cover travel expenses, medical care, and a chance for Ahmed to finally rest, heal, and grow up without pain overshadowing every moment.

Ahmed needs your help—now more than ever. Even the smallest donation can help bring him closer to the care he needs to reclaim his health and his future.

You can donate to Ahmed's GoFundMe campaign [HERE].

Ahmed's campaign has been vetted by @gazavetters, and is (#198) on their list of verified campaigns.

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T Journey Journal Entry #4

Days since start: 12

Almost two weeks into T and I’ve gotten my first period. And lemme tell you this, HOLY FUCK. For the first time in my LIFE my period is manageable. Like I’m talking no cramps, no headaches, such a light flow I can use the smallest pads available, and I didn’t even realize it started bc for the first day there was no blood in my boxers or anything!! I’m staying on this shit for this and this alone what the hell-

Other than that and a little bit more of being an ✨oily boi✨, haven’t seen anything else. Actually, it has gotten more difficult to talk in my regular register, like I’ve had to drop my voice so it doesn’t hurt, so maybe that’s my voice starting to drop naturally? I don’t know, part of me feels like it’s too early to tell((:

Still no luck in finding a job but I’m a little less anxious about it now. Think it’s bc I went out to the club last night and like, interacted with people:)) I also might be hanging out with friends tomorrow so that’s cool:D