Help Tahreer survive genocide in Gaza

My name is Tahreer. I am from Gaza… and I am watching my family slip away in front of me.

My husband was shot in the abdomen during the bombing. The bullet tore through his body, and doctors had to remove part of his intestines to keep him alive.

Now he lives in pain with a colostomy bag… something we can barely find, and cannot afford.

But this is not all…

My child is also fighting to survive.

Sick since birth, always in the hospital, struggling to breathe, needing oxygen… and a heart operation that I cannot give him.

I go from one bed to another…

A wounded husband… a struggling child… and I stand in the middle, breaking quietly.

Every day I clean wounds with almost nothing.

Every night I wait, terrified… who will I lose first?

We have no safe shelter, no proper care, no stability — only fear, pain, and waiting.

💔 This is not a life. This is survival on the edge of loss.

I am not asking for comfort… I am asking so I don’t bury someone I love.

Please… stand with us.

Help me hold my family together before it’s too late.