I wish I could protect my family, but I can't. The only thing I can do is keep fighting to help them survive with food, medicine, and the basics they desperately need.
Tonight I am asking you to keep my family in your thoughts, share my link if you can, and support us if you are able. Thank you for not forgetting us. ❤️
Maybe today we can prove that people still care. Can we raise just 60 today? Every dollar is a reminder that my family hasn't been forgotten. If you can't give, please share. Your voice may reach someone who can help.
My family is still waiting for food, medicine, and the chance to survive another day. They still need your help. My family is still here. Still fighting hunger. Still searching for medicine. Still hoping they won't be the next names we mourn. I'm asking you not to look away.
Can we prove that compassion is stronger than silence? Can 6 people give just 10 so we can reach 60 today? It isn't a big goal, but it could mean food, medicine, & another day of survival for my family. If you can't, please share. Don't let my family's story disappear into the silence.
Did you see the four people burned alive on Saturday? Did you watch the video... then keep scrolling? 1/4
Hours ago: More homes bombed. More children were killed. More families were lost. You stopped watching. You went back to silence. But children never stopped dying. Please, wake up again. My family is still here. They still need your help. Don't let our suffering disappear because the headlines did
The bombing didn't stop. Only the attention did. Another day. More children. More graves. Hours ago: more homes were bombed. More families were torn apart. More children were killed.
Please don't let my family disappear from your thoughts. They need your compassion now more than ever. 🤍
If you can't give today, please share and keep my family in your prayers. Every share helps my story reach someone new, and every act of kindness gives my family another chance to find food, medicine, and hope.
Please don't forget my family. I carry fear with me every hour of every day. While I am far from them, my heart never leaves G*za. I keep wondering if my sisters are sleeping, if they have enough to eat, or if they are simply trying to survive another night. The helplessness is overwhelming.
My younger sisters are frightened because the bombing has intensified again. There is no place where they feel safe, no night without fear. Every explosion reminds them that they could lose everything in a moment. Every phone call leaves me terrified that I might hear the worst news imaginable.
While the world sleeps, my family waits for morning. Every night I wonder if my family will survive until morning. 💔
No One Should Starve for Being Born Here
My name is Eslam Mohammad, I’m 24 years old, and I’m from Gaza. Over the past year, I’ve lived through unimaginable horror. I lost my home, my work as a photographer and artist, my friends, and the ...
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E@art-e.myatproto.social · 3w agoHours ago, I watched another heartbreaking video. I saw the remains of children being brought to a hospital. My family is still there. Every time I see another video, I ask myself the same terrifying question: Will the next victim be someone I love? Can we collect just 50 today?
i'm often angry with how public figures—large and small—talk about the genocide. they obviously don't speak to people in gaza; they'll make sweeping pronouncements that you'd never dare to say to someone there, or who has family there. @art-e.myatproto.social's family is there bit.ly/artist-eslam
Thank you to everyone who continues to stand beside us. Your kindness reminds my family that they have not been forgotten. 🤍
My link isn't about rebuilding a dream anymore. It's about helping my family get through another day with dignity, food, medicine, and hope. If you've ever considered supporting us, please don't wait. It helps me protect the people I love during a time that still feels unbearably uncertain.
Living far away doesn't make the pain any smaller. It only means I have to watch the people I love face danger while I can do nothing except worry, pray, and try to help them survive.
My family still wakes up every day not knowing what the next hour will bring. Every message, every phone call, every news alert fills me with fear. I carry the constant thought that one day I might see my own family's names among the victims.
Many people hear the word "ceasefire" and believe the suffering has ended. It hasn't.
Hours ago, I watched another heartbreaking video. I saw the remains of children being brought to a hospital. My family is still there. Every time I see another video, I ask myself the same terrifying question: Will the next victim be someone I love? Can we collect just 50 today?
Boosting my friend Eslam who continues to have her online outreach affected by the constant censorship and erasure of Palestinians and their unimaginable hardships chuffed.org/project/1282...
No One Should Starve for Being Born Here
My name is Eslam Mohammad, I’m 24 years old, and I’m from Gaza. Over the past year, I’ve lived through unimaginable horror. I lost my home, my work as a photographer and artist, my friends, and the ...
chuffed.org
Jayce@jayceb.bsky.social · 3w agoPlease continue to share and support my friend Eslam as she continues to fight censorship while supporting her family chuffed.org/project/1282...
just got a new update from @art-e.myatproto.social's chuffed campaign—click "subscribe" whenever you donate; keep up with people!—and she hasn't received a donation in a week. i send her 5 measly USD weekly. it's all i can manage what if you joined me? support everyone you can! bit.ly/artist-eslam
❤️🙏 chuffed.org/project/1282...
No One Should Starve for Being Born Here
My name is Eslam Mohammad, I’m 24 years old, and I’m from Gaza. Over the past year, I’ve lived through unimaginable horror. I lost my home, my work as a photographer and artist, my friends, and the ...
chuffed.org
E@art-e.myatproto.social · 3w agoIf you can help today, please do. Your kindness could be the reason my family eats tonight. ❤️
If you can help today, please do. Your kindness could be the reason my family eats tonight. ❤️
Please don't wait until the next tragedy goes viral to remember my family. They are living this nightmare every single day—even when the world stops looking.
Seven days without support doesn't mean my family's needs disappeared. It means they've spent seven more days wondering how they'll find food, medicine, and the basics needed to survive. Today I'm asking for just 60.
My family is still trapped. They don't get a break from the fear. They don't get a break from hunger. Every day is another fight to survive. It's been 7 days since the last contribution.
Another strike. More people injured. For most people, this is another headline they scroll past. For me, it's another moment where I stop breathing until I know my family is still alive.
Seven days without help. Seven days closer to hunger. The bombs haven't stopped. Why has the help?