When I first joined Tumblr, I had no idea what I was walking into. Thereβs no manual for navigating this wild, untamed corner of the internet. My first moment here? I was greeted by an image completely naked, no warning, no explanation. It was just there, bold and unapologetic. Thatβs when I realized: Tumblr is a place where anything can happen.
But for all its chaos, Tumblr has become something far greater than I ever expected. For us Palestinians, this platform isnβt just a space to scroll through memes or vent about life. Itβs a lifeline, a place where weβve taken the raw, messy energy of this site and turned it into a battleground for survival. Here, we tell our stories, raise funds, and fight for our lives.
Iβve seen campaigns soar past their goals, bringing hope to families barely holding on. But Iβve also seen campaigns like mine, ones that fight tooth and nail for every single dollar, every reblog, every addition, and every ounce of hope. My familyβs lives depend on this.
It hasnβt been easy. Zionists flood all Palestinian words with hate, twisting truths and spreading lies. They aim to discredit us, to make people doubt us. Itβs exhausting. Some nights, I sit with my phone in my hands, wondering if this fight is too big for me. But then something beautiful happens: a donation comes through, a kind message appears, or someone Iβve never met reblogs my story with words that feel like a warm embrace.
And through it all, people are starting to see the truth. The hate doesnβt drown us; it sharpens our voices. Every day, more people step forward to stand with us, to say, βI see you, I hear you, and Iβm with you.β Itβs those moments that keep me going.
To everyone who has already helped, whether through verification, donating, wrting post , reblogging, or simply sharing a kind word: thank you. Youβve done more for my family than I could ever put into words. But the reality is, weβre not there yet. My family is still waiting for a chance to breathe, to live without fear, to fill their empty stomachs with warm food, and to wrap themselves in clothes thick enough to keep out the bitter cold. Theyβre hungry, theyβre freezing, and I canβt do this alone.
This fight is hard, but itβs not hopeless. Strangers have become friends, and friends have become family. Some of you have shown up in ways I never imagined, treating my familyβs survival as if it were your own. That kind of solidarity? Itβs powerful.
Tumblr might be chaotic, unpredictable, and sometimes downright bizarre, but itβs also the place where weβve built something extraordinary: a community that refuses to look away from injustice. With your help, we can take this fight all the way. My familyβs lives are within reach, and together, I know weβll get there.
This campaign isnβt just about me. It supports 26 people, including two orphaned children and an injured family member suffering from hemiplegia after being hit by shrapnel during a bombing. Surgery is desperately needed to replace the infected and failing plates. The needs are urgent, and the future of 26 lives depends on your support.
The video showing the injured family member is shared before in this post: Link.
Please help us ! Donate and reblog this post to spread our story.
If, for some reason, you couldn't donate via GoFundMe, you can donate via PayPal instead.
Please keep the conversion rates in mind when donating through GoFundMe. Every 100 SEK is equivalent to 10 dollars, and 200 SEK equals 20 dollars and so on.
Note: Thereβs even a raffle for a handmade Palestinian thob if you want to participate : Link
