Guys, the killing has not stopped. Hunger is crushing us slowly, day after day. Gunfire surrounds us, and even tents and the last remains of our homes are not spared. There is no safety anywhere. What is happening in Gaza is not a tragedy or a conflict. It is genocide. We are not asking for sympathy. We are asking to survive. Please help us. Please save our lives.
Currently at $526 USD! The last donation was made 21 hours ago! Please donate and share. Ahmed is only a teenager who is raising funds to support his family! Remember: You can give as little as $1 and in your own currency, such as AUD, CAD, EUR, GBP, or USD!
Interesting how the transfeminine version got marked mature literally *as* I posted it, very clearly hitting some sort of automated filter, while the cis version was untouched by the filter even though it was otherwise identical
I will not forgive the silence of anyone who scrolls past this plea and ignores our pain.
This is not an exaggeration or an attempt to apply pressure — this is what the doctors have confirmed. My sister’s health may deteriorate due to a severe deficiency in vitamins, malnutrition, and anemia, and her body can no longer withstand any delay.
Proper nutrition and urgent treatment are her only chance to survive. Every day without support brings us closer to the worst.
I stand helpless beside her, watching the child I love grow weaker before my eyes, with nothing left but hope in the kindness of others.
I am begging as a sister who has nothing left but hope in strangers. Do not let silence bury my sister. A share, a donation, a moment of compassion can keep my sister alive today.
If you’re at work in a retail or hospitality environment and you see a sex worker with a client… no you didn’t.
If your boss asks you if you think that person’s a sex worker, you tell them you do not believe that. You don’t report their presence to anyone. You don’t joke about it with a coworker. You don’t eavesdrop or bother them.
We’re working the same as you are. Leave us alone!
Some examples of situations where you might need to keep your mouth shut about a potential sex worker:
You see someone you don’t recognize walk past reception at your hotel to head directly for the stairs or elevator or towards the rooms without acknowledging you at the reception desk. Yes, this includes when the person is wearing revealing clothing or a nice dress and heels. This is not your business.
You notice multiple men going to the same hotel room during the same evening, each only staying for an hour or so at a time. This is not your business.
You seat two customers for dinner and work as their waiter/waitress for the night. You see one give an envelope of cash to the other. Yes, this includes when there’s a huge age gap between the two and they’re being affectionate. This is not your business.
You overhear one customer ask another how much they charge for a night, whilst making drinks for them. You heard nothing. This is not your business.
I do not care what kind of retail or hospitality setting you work in. If you see a sex worker, no you didn’t!
if the cops get involved, you know who gets punished? not any of the clients, only the sex worker. not a pimp, not the hotel manager, only the worker; and the cops are liable to sexually assault them as well.
if you have any qualms about sex work, you can start by improving workers’ rights as a whole. demilitarizing police. increasing comprehensive sex ed for all ages. battling misogyny in the workplace. under the boot of capitalism, we all suffer - the most vulnerable, such as sex workers, suffer worst. leave them be.
just found out in my paperwork that im not diagnosed with JUST sepsis but apparently SEVERE sepsis. so thats cute 😀
uh so if anyone wants to help me afford housing until + after the literally LIFE SAVING surgery i will be getting in march it would be so incredibly appreciated. im probably going to need some level of caregiving after the surgery too and i have no idea how to even approach that because its uh. insanely expensive
I write this with a heavy heart… My friend is going through the hardest days of his life. Yesterday he lost his uncle, and today his mother is still in the hospital undergoing chemotherapy.
On the third day of her treatment, his mother sleeps most of the time from sheer exhaustion. Each chemotherapy session lasts a full 22 hours, and she’s connected to it without a break.
Between the grief of loss and the pain of illness, they can no longer afford the costs of continuing her treatment
I write to you today pleading for compassion and humanity… Any donation, any help, any contribution could make a real difference and help save a mother’s life.
Whoever can help, please don’t hesitate.Support now means so much 💔
Do I deserve all this pain? Don’t I have a heart to feel what you’re going through? 💔
I share this with you with a broken heart… My mother is suffering terribly and is still in the hospital undergoing chemotherapy. She is in excruciating pain, and I stand helpless before her suffering, able only to pray. Amidst this pain, I also lost my uncle and his wife… loss after loss, and unbearable sorrow.
