the flashback and panic attack combo right after is like stubbing your toe on a lego brick and then immediately tripping and face planting into a pool full of legos.
🌍✨ A Voice from Gaza: Fighting for Hope ❤️🩹
Hi, my name is Mosab , and I’m from Gaza. Life here has been harder than I could ever imagine, but today I’m sharing my story with hope in my heart, because your kindness has already given us so much strength.
This journey hasn’t been easy. The war has taken 25 family members from us—25 beautiful souls we loved deeply. Their laughter, their presence, their love… all of it is gone, leaving behind memories that are both precious and painful. Every day, I carry the weight of their loss, but I also carry their spirit, which gives me the strength to keep going.
Our Journey So Far
When I first reached out, I couldn’t have imagined we’d make it this far. Your support has been a light in these difficult times, and we are so deeply grateful for every single contribution.
But the road ahead is still challenging. Every day, we’re reminded of how much we’ve lost and how much we still need to rebuild.
Here’s what life in Gaza looks like for my family right now:
🏠 Safety: The uncertainty of tomorrow weighs heavily on us.
😢 Loss: The absence of the 25 family members we’ve lost is a pain we carry every moment.
💔 Dreams on Hold: The future feels so far away when survival takes all our strength.
How You Can Help Us Cross the Finish Line Even the smallest act of kindness can make a difference:
$5 may seem small, but for us, it’s a little relief, a moment of comfort, and a reminder that kindness still exists. ❤️
Can’t donate? Reblog this post to help us reach someone who can. Every share matters more than you know.
Why Your Support Matters Your kindness isn’t just about helping us meet our goal—it’s about reminding us that we’re not alone in this fight. It’s about hope. It’s about survival. And it’s about giving my family a chance to rebuild our lives, even in the face of unimaginable loss.
Thank you for helping us get this far. Your generosity and compassion have already brought us closer to a better tomorrow, and for that, I’m endlessly grateful.
With all my love and gratitude,
Mosab and Family ❤️
Headmate who (with much love in his heart) calls the others losers
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Spins in circles /silly
Hi just here to say one thing:
Cool people alert 🫵 /genuine
HIIII!! THANK YOU!! you guys seem cool as well! !! /gen/verypos also spinnnnn :3 -blurry
Here's your daily reminder that telling someone they're faking is a classist and ableist action as not all doctors are unbiased, and not all unbiased doctors are affordable
“omg you have did?? who’s your dark side??” first of all, what /lh
yk that weirdass feeling when you realize you are truly alone outside of your own head???? currently going through that mood lol
i hate forgetting shit because wdym today is Valentine’s Day?? and they tell me yeah it’s Valentine’s Day and 5 minutes later i forget it’s Valentine’s Day??
Disordered system culture is:
I don’t have amnesia!
*doesn’t remember things*
*can’t remember not remembering things*
*thinks my memory is fine but really it’s riddled with holes my mind has learned to smooth over, ignore, or overlook*
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having to figure who you are right now is like playing "guess who!"
like mf just tell me who i am i shouldnt have to weed out who i am
Kinda wild how most people generally recognize that the "too sick to go to school, too sick to watch tv/play games" mindset our parents had was bullshit but still impose essentially the exact same rules on disabled adults and scrutinize them for enjoying low-energy hobbies while being too fatigued or in pain to work a full time job (or any job at all)
(they/them)disordered systemi don't care what you label yourself as, it's not my business. just keep the fucking discourse off this blog.
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