Palestine

Every day starts the same for me and Qusay: finding water for our family. Not clean water, not safe water just enough to survive. We gather our broken jugs, battered buckets, and plastic containers held together with wires, and head out under the burning sun. The line stretches endlessly. We wait for hours, hoping there will still be something left when it's our turn.

Even when we finally return home, there is no comfort waiting. For our family, home is often just what remains of what we used to have. Some days, there's barely a roof, barely a wall, and we sit on broken concrete because it's all that's left. Every shattered stone carries memories of dinners we can't have, quiet moments that can't come back, and a sense of normal life that is gone.

This is life for our family in 2025. Water is scarce, hope is even scarcer, and survival has replaced dreams.

Every day is a struggle just to stay alive, and every night we pray that we can find the strength to do it all again tomorrow. We are not numbers. We are a family. Thirsty, displaced, and holding onto what little dignity we have left.

We share this because we need help. We're asking the world to see us our struggle, our family, our life. Please, share our story, raise your voice, and if you can, support our fundraiser. Every share, every contribution no matter how small helps keep our family alive in a place that has taken almost everything. Donation link and discord contact is on my bio

This is the struggle you don't see our struggle, our life, our fight to survive.