In the heart of war-torn Gaza, where destruction and loss are a daily reality, lies the deeply moving tale of Dr. Husam Farhat and his family. Amidst the relentless bombardment, Dr. Farhat faced an unthinkable tragedy: the martyrdom of his beloved sisters, Inas and Amal, along with their husbands and children, and his brother Mustafa. This devastating loss shattered not only their dreams but also their hopes for a peaceful future.
Before the war, my life revolved around a beautiful home where I lived with my wife, our daughter Sham, and our sons Muhannad and Muhammad. This home was more than just a place to live; it was a sanctuary filled with love, warmth, and the joy of watching my children grow. Every corner of our home echoed with their laughter, turning it into a place where dreams for the future felt not only possible but inevitable, but then the war came, and in an instant, everything changed. The place where we once felt safe and secure was reduced to rubble. The life we had carefully built, the dreams we had nurtured, and the bright future we had planned were all torn apart. The war didn’t just destroy our home; it uprooted our entire existence, leaving us with nothing but the painful memories of what once was, Now, standing in the ruins of our former life, I'm left with fragments of a distant dream. The joy and security we once knew have been replaced by loss and uncertainty as we face a future overshadowed by harsh realities.
And it wasn’t just my home that was destroyed. My accounting office, one of the most renowned in Palestine, was also reduced to rubble. I had worked tirelessly to build this office, which wasn't just a place of business but a reflection of my passion and dedication to the field of accounting. It was our primary source of income, providing financial stability and security for my family, My office was well-known for its exceptional services and strong reputation among clients. Over the years, it had become a symbol of success and hard work in the accounting world. But the war took it all away in an instant. Everything I had worked so hard to achieve was destroyed, and years of effort and dedication were wiped out in moments, Now, I stand on the ruins of my office, just as I stand on the ruins of my life, trying to piece together the remnants of my dreams and memories. This office was a source of pride for me and my family, but the war has left us with nothing, facing an uncertain and difficult future.
The war didn’t just destroy my home and office; it shattered my dreams and future. As a PhD candidate in Accounting Information Systems at Universiti Utara Malaysia, I was in my final year, pursuing research that is a significant contribution to my field and valuable to entrepreneurs. With a master’s degree with distinction and a bachelor's degree, I also taught at several universities, sharing my knowledge and passion, But the war disrupted everything. Years of hard work, academic progress, and my contributions to the field have been torn apart, leaving me with an uncertain future. Now, I am faced with the daunting task of not only rebuilding my life but also reviving the dreams and ambitions that once drove me. The journey ahead is filled with challenges, but my resolve to continue remains strong.
Now, after all this devastation, my family and I are living as displaced people, homeless and jobless, with no clear future for ourselves or our children. Every day is a struggle to find food for my children, who have been robbed of every chance at a normal life by this war. Once, we lived in Shuja'iyya, in North Gaza, where we had a home, a life, and dreams. But now, after being displaced over nine times, we find ourselves in the refugee camps of Nuseirat, the war has stripped us of everything—our home, our security, and our future. Our daily life has become a constant search for basic necessities, a far cry from the life we once knew. The dreams I had for my children and myself now feel like distant memories, overshadowed by the relentless challenges of survival. Each day brings new uncertainties, as we navigate this harsh new reality, clinging to the hope that one day we might rebuild what was lost.
We urgently call on all those who stand in solidarity with us, and every supporter, to help save what remains of our lives. Your assistance, even in small ways, can make a significant difference in helping us rebuild and restore our shattered world, rebuilding feels like an insurmountable task, but with your help, we can begin to piece together what was lost. Your contributions, no matter how small, can provide the foundation we need to start anew, offering hope and a chance at a better future for our family. Your solidarity means the world to us as we navigate these challenging times.
Thank you for your compassion, your time, and your commitment to freedom and justice.
With deepest gratitude,
Dr. Farhat's Family
if I had a nickel for every time I liked a guy from a sports anime voiced by Uchiyama Kōki who had older brother issues, I’d have two nickels.
Which isn’t a lot but it’s weird that it happened twice.
better(or worser) yet, SAE HAS THE SAME GODDAMN VOICE ACTOR AS AKITERU (tsukki’s brother) 😭💀 - bllk casting director def knew what they were doing
isagi saying “yippee!” in additional time Reblog if you agree
Have you lost a family member and felt the pain of regret and loss?! 😭
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@bylhs on tiktok stole one of my works. here
are you fucking kidding me right now....... STEALING my shit WORD FOR WORD on tiktok?? MY TYPOS TOO?? 😭😭 y'all do know plagiarism is a crime right?? did you really think that other people wouldn't notice?? r u seriously that lazy and talentless that u couldn't come up w something urself😭 please report this account or atleast let other people know that this isn't theirs
SOBBING.
i saw that you would write sibling stuff and i got a little too excited with sm ideas but i'll request just one for now (expect more from here on ehehe if you want to ofc!!) (*ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ*.゚okay okay hear me out, rin itoshi with a little sister (1-2 yrs) reader that acts too much like sae. they have a good relationship and all but he can't help but see him in her and it makes him sad (or something like that,,)
a/n: rin needs therapy so bad bro
(i wish i knew art credits bc it's so good 😭)
you don’t mean to do it.
you’re not trying to mimic him, or rub salt into an old wound that’s only just started scabbing over, but sometimes, when you talk, when you look at rin like that, all sharp-eyed and unimpressed, he feels like he’s back at that damn kitchen table, 14 and losing everything all at once.
“your posture’s slipping,” you say from the couch, phone in hand, eyes flicking up from whatever reel you were watching.
rin’s on the floor doing stretches, and he exhales slowly through his nose. not because you’re wrong, he had started to slack, but because that exact phrase, tone and all, sounds exactly like sae.
you don’t notice. or maybe you do, and you’re just like him enough not to say anything.
“thanks,” rin mumbles, readjusting his form. he sees your lips twitch. amused. knowing.
and maybe that’s what stings the most – how much you know.
you were only a year younger. too young to understand the full weight of it back then, but old enough to remember the silence, the way rin stopped smiling overnight, the cold war that bloomed in the house like rot. you were always quieter after that. sharper. more like sae.
it’s not just the snark or the way you call out his bullshit. it’s the late nights, the obsessive drive, the way you train until your knuckles are raw and your voice is gone. the way you’d rather chew glass than ask for help. sae’s ambition lives in your spine. it walks in your footsteps.
and gosh, rin hates it.
not because you’re like sae, but because it means you might leave like he did.
you’re both older now. you still bicker, you still steal each other’s socks, but you have each other’s backs. always. and yet rin finds himself watching you too long, too often, memorizing the slope of your shoulders, the sound of your laugh, the little things he can hold onto in case one day he blinks and you’re gone too.
“you spacing out again?” you ask, flipping your phone over. “don’t cry, rin. i know my critiques are brutal.”
he snorts, half a smile pulling at his lips.
“you’re not that funny.”
“neither are you, but here we are.”
he wants to say don’t be like him. don’t burn yourself out. don’t leave me behind.
instead, he just says, “you coming to my match this weekend?”
“duh,” you reply, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. and to you, it is.
and when you’re cheering from the stands, arms crossed, pretending you’re not invested, but clapping anyway, he sees sae again.
but for once, it doesn’t hurt as much.
you stayed.
and maybe that’s enough.
© 𝐤𝐱𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐢
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Dazai: You, someone who has only been used as a tool, wouldn't understand my motivations...
Sigma: You mean you've been plotting all this just to save your friends?
Dazai: (suddenly uncomfortable with the emotional vulnerability) It's just for the paycheck ^_^
i cried when they actually started moving 💀
The whiplash of watching episode 13 , which had okay animation, to then episode 14 … my eyes couldn’t believe what I was seeing… they were all actually moving
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very accurate 😭
Hey guys! so I stumbled upon this 19-item quiz by llolik where they assign you a kin from the Blue Lock characters (including those in the manga so spoiler warning for anime-onlys) based on your answers. The results were pretty much fascinating and accurate in my opinion so I thought I'd share it with you all!
Tags are open for anyone who would like to give it a try. It would be nice if you could share your results in the comments or reblogs but without pressure of course! You may also tag other people if you want. Have fun 🤍