The war is not over — there is hunger, poverty, cold, and sleeping in the open. Please help us

I don’t usually post like this, but desperation has pushed me to speak.

My name is Soliman, a student from Gaza, and I have lost everything.

Our small farm — our only source of income — is gone.

Our home, our stability, our sense of safety… all gone.

Even the cats around us are starving. Nothing has been spared.

Between my studies and the harsh reality of life, I am trying to be the backbone of my family at an age where I should be worrying about exams, not survival.

We once had a small farm filled with olive and citrus trees, and a greenhouse where we planted more than crops — we planted dreams.

That land carried our memories, our hope, and the laughter that made life bearable.

In a single moment, a fire turned years of hard work into ashes.

With it, we lost our livelihood, our stability, and a piece of our souls.

Today, I am living with my family in a camp.

Our financial situation is rapidly worsening.

I am the only provider, responsible for feeding and caring for children, while having nothing left myself.

But please let me tell you about my little sister, Montaha.

What is her fault?

Why is she crying?

She cries because there is no food.

She cries out of fear for our father and brother, who are forced to sleep outside the tent because it is too small. After displacement, we had no choice but to keep the women inside for safety.

I am her brother — unable to provide her basic needs.

I deprive myself of food just to feed her.

Watching her cry breaks me.

And as if this were not enough…

My cousin urgently needs heart surgery.

We will soon attach photos of the medical reports.

During heart examinations, doctors discovered that he also suffers from Parkinson’s Syndrome, found by coincidence.

His life is in danger, and time is running out.

Please — I am begging you now.

Help me spread this post and my story to as many people as possible:

your friends, neighbors, coworkers — anywhere.

Even a €5 donation can make a difference.

I will never forget your kindness.

I am in Gaza. I have spent everything I had.

Please do not leave me drowning while my cousin is fighting for his life.

This is an extremely urgent humanitarian plea.

If you can help or even just share, here is the GoFundMe link:

❤️ https://www.gofundme.com/f/surviving-an-onslaught/cl/s?utm\_campaign=fp\_sharesheet\&utm\_medium=customer\&utm\_source=copy\_link\&lang=en\_GB

Every share, every kind word, every small donation could be a lifeline.

From the bottom of my heart,

thank you for seeing us — and for acting.