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(She/They) (30) (Married) (Chronically Ill & disabled) I'm sorry I've gone quiet. It's been chaos irl for me. Please keep sharing my art for people in Gaza in the meantime.

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Important reminder: just because there has been a ceasefire absolutely does not mean you can stop sharing, stop supporting, and stop listening to the stories of the people of Gaza.

When the dust settles, the people of Gaza are all left in ruin. Those who even have a home to come back to are a minority, and the rest need to find the will and the means to rebuild and move on with their lives. And that cannot come out of nothing.

(@drdarine home before and after devastation)

Gaza today is a city of ruins. Our home is gone, just a pile of rubble. And it’s not only our house. The entire neighborhood of "Shujaiyya" has turned into a graveyard of stones. No streets, no walls, no Sewage system, nothing left that carries the scent of life.

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Now, we live in a small tent. Even the ground beneath it isn’t ours we rent it. Every day, we try to make this piece of fabric feel like a home, and I hold onto patience as if it were a roof above my head. They broke our already broken hearts. They left us with a pain words can’t describe.

This time, we didn’t wait eagerly to return to Gaza as I did before carrying what was left of hope to rebuild what was lost. Because deep down, I know… there’s no home or even peace of it to go back to like the first time. No clean water, no sanitation, no roads, no schools, no hospitals. Everything is gone.

Put yourself in their shoes. Think of everything you have ever owned, your entire life, from clothes, valuables, mementos, useless trinkets, or necessities. Imagine if all of it was gone. Imagine if you had nothing to come back to. This is what Darine and her family are going through right now.

Through all this, they stay strong and still have hope to rebuild their home and take back what they lost. They will not let this attempted genocide take away their spirit and hope for the future, and hope for Gaza to be as beautiful again as it was before this heartless "war"

If you are able to support at all, please do, and share this widely!

The war has not ended. This is only the beginning, the time to rebuild and rise from the ruins.

We thank you, @Nabulsi, for your powerful words, and we call on everyone to lend a hand and offer help.

As it was said somewhere, Winter is coming.

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Do you remember?

When the war on Gaza began in 2023, I was in my third year of medical school holding onto my dreams and my heart, walking a difficult road filled with hope.

Medical school is a seven-year journey, and despite everything, I’ve completed my third year and moved into the fourth the clinical stage.

We were meant to begin this phase at Al-Shifa Medical Complex...

That place was more than a hospital it was a home, a dream, a symbol of everything we believed in.

But the war changed everything.

Today, we continue our training at the Ahli Baptist Hospital the only running hospital left in Gaza, trying to build something that resembles life from what remains.

But Al-Shifa hospital is no longer there.

The images you’ve seen, the news you’ve heard, the cries for help that reached you they tell the story far better than I can.

But ... WHY?

A question that echoes inside me every day, unanswered.

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Do you remember?

When the war on Gaza began in 2023, I was in my third year of medical school holding onto my dreams and my heart, walking a difficult road filled with hope.

Medical school is a seven-year journey, and despite everything, I’ve completed my third year and moved into the fourth the clinical stage.

We were meant to begin this phase at Al-Shifa Medical Complex...

That place was more than a hospital it was a home, a dream, a symbol of everything we believed in.

But the war changed everything.

Today, we continue our training at the Ahli Baptist Hospital the only running hospital left in Gaza, trying to build something that resembles life from what remains.

But Al-Shifa hospital is no longer there.

The images you’ve seen, the news you’ve heard, the cries for help that reached you they tell the story far better than I can.

But ... WHY?

A question that echoes inside me every day, unanswered.

=====================

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Also supported by @nabulsi Here. Here

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Do you remember?

When the war on Gaza began in 2023, I was in my third year of medical school holding onto my dreams and my heart, walking a difficult road filled with hope.

Medical school is a seven-year journey, and despite everything, I’ve completed my third year and moved into the fourth the clinical stage.

We were meant to begin this phase at Al-Shifa Medical Complex...

That place was more than a hospital it was a home, a dream, a symbol of everything we believed in.

But the war changed everything.

Today, we continue our training at the Ahli Baptist Hospital the only running hospital left in Gaza, trying to build something that resembles life from what remains.

But Al-Shifa hospital is no longer there.

The images you’ve seen, the news you’ve heard, the cries for help that reached you they tell the story far better than I can.

But ... WHY?

A question that echoes inside me every day, unanswered.

=====================

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #15 )✅️

Also supported by @nabulsi Here. Here

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Do you remember?

When the war on Gaza began in 2023, I was in my third year of medical school holding onto my dreams and my heart, walking a difficult road filled with hope.

Medical school is a seven-year journey, and despite everything, I’ve completed my third year and moved into the fourth the clinical stage.

We were meant to begin this phase at Al-Shifa Medical Complex...

That place was more than a hospital it was a home, a dream, a symbol of everything we believed in.

But the war changed everything.

Today, we continue our training at the Ahli Baptist Hospital the only running hospital left in Gaza, trying to build something that resembles life from what remains.

But Al-Shifa hospital is no longer there.

The images you’ve seen, the news you’ve heard, the cries for help that reached you they tell the story far better than I can.

But ... WHY?

A question that echoes inside me every day, unanswered.

=====================

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #15 )✅️

Also supported by @nabulsi Here. Here

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Do you remember?

When the war on Gaza began in 2023, I was in my third year of medical school holding onto my dreams and my heart, walking a difficult road filled with hope.

Medical school is a seven-year journey, and despite everything, I’ve completed my third year and moved into the fourth the clinical stage.

We were meant to begin this phase at Al-Shifa Medical Complex...

That place was more than a hospital it was a home, a dream, a symbol of everything we believed in.

But the war changed everything.

Today, we continue our training at the Ahli Baptist Hospital the only running hospital left in Gaza, trying to build something that resembles life from what remains.

But Al-Shifa hospital is no longer there.

The images you’ve seen, the news you’ve heard, the cries for help that reached you they tell the story far better than I can.

But ... WHY?

A question that echoes inside me every day, unanswered.

=====================

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #15 )✅️

Also supported by @nabulsi Here. Here

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Do you remember?

When the war on Gaza began in 2023, I was in my third year of medical school holding onto my dreams and my heart, walking a difficult road filled with hope.

Medical school is a seven-year journey, and despite everything, I’ve completed my third year and moved into the fourth the clinical stage.

We were meant to begin this phase at Al-Shifa Medical Complex...

That place was more than a hospital it was a home, a dream, a symbol of everything we believed in.

But the war changed everything.

Today, we continue our training at the Ahli Baptist Hospital the only running hospital left in Gaza, trying to build something that resembles life from what remains.

But Al-Shifa hospital is no longer there.

The images you’ve seen, the news you’ve heard, the cries for help that reached you they tell the story far better than I can.

But ... WHY?

A question that echoes inside me every day, unanswered.

=====================

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #15 )✅️

Also supported by @nabulsi Here. Here

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Do you remember?

When the war on Gaza began in 2023, I was in my third year of medical school holding onto my dreams and my heart, walking a difficult road filled with hope.

Medical school is a seven-year journey, and despite everything, I’ve completed my third year and moved into the fourth the clinical stage.

We were meant to begin this phase at Al-Shifa Medical Complex...

That place was more than a hospital it was a home, a dream, a symbol of everything we believed in.

But the war changed everything.

Today, we continue our training at the Ahli Baptist Hospital the only running hospital left in Gaza, trying to build something that resembles life from what remains.

But Al-Shifa hospital is no longer there.

The images you’ve seen, the news you’ve heard, the cries for help that reached you they tell the story far better than I can.

But ... WHY?

A question that echoes inside me every day, unanswered.

=====================

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #15 )✅️

Also supported by @nabulsi Here. Here

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Do you remember?

When the war on Gaza began in 2023, I was in my third year of medical school holding onto my dreams and my heart, walking a difficult road filled with hope.

Medical school is a seven-year journey, and despite everything, I’ve completed my third year and moved into the fourth the clinical stage.

We were meant to begin this phase at Al-Shifa Medical Complex...

That place was more than a hospital it was a home, a dream, a symbol of everything we believed in.

But the war changed everything.

Today, we continue our training at the Ahli Baptist Hospital the only running hospital left in Gaza, trying to build something that resembles life from what remains.

But Al-Shifa hospital is no longer there.

The images you’ve seen, the news you’ve heard, the cries for help that reached you they tell the story far better than I can.

But ... WHY?

A question that echoes inside me every day, unanswered.

=====================

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Also supported by @nabulsi Here. Here

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Do you remember?

When the war on Gaza began in 2023, I was in my third year of medical school holding onto my dreams and my heart, walking a difficult road filled with hope.

Medical school is a seven-year journey, and despite everything, I’ve completed my third year and moved into the fourth the clinical stage.

We were meant to begin this phase at Al-Shifa Medical Complex...

That place was more than a hospital it was a home, a dream, a symbol of everything we believed in.

But the war changed everything.

Today, we continue our training at the Ahli Baptist Hospital the only running hospital left in Gaza, trying to build something that resembles life from what remains.

But Al-Shifa hospital is no longer there.

The images you’ve seen, the news you’ve heard, the cries for help that reached you they tell the story far better than I can.

But ... WHY?

A question that echoes inside me every day, unanswered.

=====================

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #15 )✅️

Also supported by @nabulsi Here. Here

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Do you remember?

When the war on Gaza began in 2023, I was in my third year of medical school holding onto my dreams and my heart, walking a difficult road filled with hope.

Medical school is a seven-year journey, and despite everything, I’ve completed my third year and moved into the fourth the clinical stage.

We were meant to begin this phase at Al-Shifa Medical Complex...

That place was more than a hospital it was a home, a dream, a symbol of everything we believed in.

But the war changed everything.

Today, we continue our training at the Ahli Baptist Hospital the only running hospital left in Gaza, trying to build something that resembles life from what remains.

But Al-Shifa hospital is no longer there.

The images you’ve seen, the news you’ve heard, the cries for help that reached you they tell the story far better than I can.

But ... WHY?

A question that echoes inside me every day, unanswered.

=====================

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters, my number verified on the list is ( #15 )✅️

Also supported by @nabulsi Here. Here

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Do you remember?

When the war on Gaza began in 2023, I was in my third year of medical school holding onto my dreams and my heart, walking a difficult road filled with hope.

Medical school is a seven-year journey, and despite everything, I’ve completed my third year and moved into the fourth the clinical stage.

We were meant to begin this phase at Al-Shifa Medical Complex...

That place was more than a hospital it was a home, a dream, a symbol of everything we believed in.

But the war changed everything.

Today, we continue our training at the Ahli Baptist Hospital the only running hospital left in Gaza, trying to build something that resembles life from what remains.

But Al-Shifa hospital is no longer there.

The images you’ve seen, the news you’ve heard, the cries for help that reached you they tell the story far better than I can.

But ... WHY?

A question that echoes inside me every day, unanswered.

=====================

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Also supported by @nabulsi Here. Here

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We all considered Khaled to be like an older brother to Ahmad. He was close to all of us, but he held a special place in Maryam’s heart she loved him dearly, and he loved her just as much.

Exactly one month ago and on the morning of April 3rd, Maryam asked my father if she could go visit Khaled. She missed him and wanted to play with the children her age in his neighborhood.He agreed. She went on her way, and not even a few minutes had passed before a missile struck the area she had just headed to.

In that moment, nothing else mattered to us but one question screaming in our mind : “Where’s Maryam? Is she okay?”

My father says..

I ran as fast as I could toward the site of the strike, my heart pounding in fear and panic.

When I arrived, I was shocked by the scene. Dozens of men were rushing around, carrying injured children. All of them every single one had blood covering their faces and severe injuries. I began shouting at the top of my lungs, “Maryam! Maryam! MARYAM!” until I saw her...

But my heart still wasn’t at peace. I couldn’t leave. I ran again this time toward the place I feared Khaled might have been.

With every step closer, my dread grew. “No... it can’t be him...” But when I arrived, I found Khaled’s house two stories high destroyed.

Khaled was there. After a long struggle, we managed to pull him from the rubble... but it was too late. Khaled had passed away.

Khaled is gone... and the world no longer feels the same. The earth is emptier now without Khaled.

======================

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Amazing art work by Notte💖 @rhymeswithfart , inspired by our true story.

Another breathtaking piece by Notte truly beyond words. My family and I are deeply touched by the compassion, emotion, and soul you pour into your work.

We are forever grateful for the way you’ve made us feel seen and cared for. Your kindness, professionalism, and unwavering dedication mean the world to us.

We appreciate you and cherish not only your incredible talent but the beautiful heart behind it.

Pervious art posts Here , Here

Please share and donate if you can! Darine's fundraiser supports her whole family and donations have been very slow. Not to mention food and supplies are growing ever more scarce!

We all considered Khaled to be like an older brother to Ahmad. He was close to all of us, but he held a special place in Maryam’s heart she loved him dearly, and he loved her just as much.

Exactly one month ago and on the morning of April 3rd, Maryam asked my father if she could go visit Khaled. She missed him and wanted to play with the children her age in his neighborhood.He agreed. She went on her way, and not even a few minutes had passed before a missile struck the area she had just headed to.

In that moment, nothing else mattered to us but one question screaming in our mind : “Where’s Maryam? Is she okay?”

My father says..

I ran as fast as I could toward the site of the strike, my heart pounding in fear and panic.

When I arrived, I was shocked by the scene. Dozens of men were rushing around, carrying injured children. All of them every single one had blood covering their faces and severe injuries. I began shouting at the top of my lungs, “Maryam! Maryam! MARYAM!” until I saw her...

But my heart still wasn’t at peace. I couldn’t leave. I ran again this time toward the place I feared Khaled might have been.

With every step closer, my dread grew. “No... it can’t be him...” But when I arrived, I found Khaled’s house two stories high destroyed.

Khaled was there. After a long struggle, we managed to pull him from the rubble... but it was too late. Khaled had passed away.

Khaled is gone... and the world no longer feels the same. The earth is emptier now without Khaled.

======================

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( # 15 )✅️

Also supported by @nabulsi Here. Here

💗 @a-shade-of-blue 💗 avatar by 💖 @catnapdreams 💖

Amazing art work by Notte💖 @rhymeswithfart , inspired by our true story.

Another breathtaking piece by Notte truly beyond words. My family and I are deeply touched by the compassion, emotion, and soul you pour into your work.

We are forever grateful for the way you’ve made us feel seen and cared for. Your kindness, professionalism, and unwavering dedication mean the world to us.

We appreciate you and cherish not only your incredible talent but the beautiful heart behind it.

Pervious art posts Here , Here

Please share and donate if you can! Darine's fundraiser supports her whole family and donations have been very slow. Not to mention food and supplies are growing ever more scarce!

We all considered Khaled to be like an older brother to Ahmad. He was close to all of us, but he held a special place in Maryam’s heart she loved him dearly, and he loved her just as much.

Exactly one month ago and on the morning of April 3rd, Maryam asked my father if she could go visit Khaled. She missed him and wanted to play with the children her age in his neighborhood.He agreed. She went on her way, and not even a few minutes had passed before a missile struck the area she had just headed to.

In that moment, nothing else mattered to us but one question screaming in our mind : “Where’s Maryam? Is she okay?”

My father says..

I ran as fast as I could toward the site of the strike, my heart pounding in fear and panic.

When I arrived, I was shocked by the scene. Dozens of men were rushing around, carrying injured children. All of them every single one had blood covering their faces and severe injuries. I began shouting at the top of my lungs, “Maryam! Maryam! MARYAM!” until I saw her...

But my heart still wasn’t at peace. I couldn’t leave. I ran again this time toward the place I feared Khaled might have been.

With every step closer, my dread grew. “No... it can’t be him...” But when I arrived, I found Khaled’s house two stories high destroyed.

Khaled was there. After a long struggle, we managed to pull him from the rubble... but it was too late. Khaled had passed away.

Khaled is gone... and the world no longer feels the same. The earth is emptier now without Khaled.

======================

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( # 15 )✅️

Also supported by @nabulsi Here. Here

💗 @a-shade-of-blue 💗 avatar by 💖 @catnapdreams 💖

Amazing art work by Notte💖 @rhymeswithfart , inspired by our true story.

Another breathtaking piece by Notte truly beyond words. My family and I are deeply touched by the compassion, emotion, and soul you pour into your work.

We are forever grateful for the way you’ve made us feel seen and cared for. Your kindness, professionalism, and unwavering dedication mean the world to us.

We appreciate you and cherish not only your incredible talent but the beautiful heart behind it.

Pervious art posts Here , Here

Please share and donate if you can! Darine's fundraiser supports her whole family and donations have been very slow. Not to mention food and supplies are growing ever more scarce!

We all considered Khaled to be like an older brother to Ahmad. He was close to all of us, but he held a special place in Maryam’s heart she loved him dearly, and he loved her just as much.

Exactly one month ago and on the morning of April 3rd, Maryam asked my father if she could go visit Khaled. She missed him and wanted to play with the children her age in his neighborhood.He agreed. She went on her way, and not even a few minutes had passed before a missile struck the area she had just headed to.

In that moment, nothing else mattered to us but one question screaming in our mind : “Where’s Maryam? Is she okay?”

My father says..

I ran as fast as I could toward the site of the strike, my heart pounding in fear and panic.

When I arrived, I was shocked by the scene. Dozens of men were rushing around, carrying injured children. All of them every single one had blood covering their faces and severe injuries. I began shouting at the top of my lungs, “Maryam! Maryam! MARYAM!” until I saw her...

But my heart still wasn’t at peace. I couldn’t leave. I ran again this time toward the place I feared Khaled might have been.

With every step closer, my dread grew. “No... it can’t be him...” But when I arrived, I found Khaled’s house two stories high destroyed.

Khaled was there. After a long struggle, we managed to pull him from the rubble... but it was too late. Khaled had passed away.

Khaled is gone... and the world no longer feels the same. The earth is emptier now without Khaled.

======================

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( # 15 )✅️

Also supported by @nabulsi Here. Here

💗 @a-shade-of-blue 💗 avatar by 💖 @catnapdreams 💖

Amazing art work by Notte💖 @rhymeswithfart , inspired by our true story.

Another breathtaking piece by Notte truly beyond words. My family and I are deeply touched by the compassion, emotion, and soul you pour into your work.

We are forever grateful for the way you’ve made us feel seen and cared for. Your kindness, professionalism, and unwavering dedication mean the world to us.

We appreciate you and cherish not only your incredible talent but the beautiful heart behind it.

Pervious art posts Here , Here

Please share and donate if you can! Darine's fundraiser supports her whole family and donations have been very slow. Not to mention food and supplies are growing ever more scarce!

We all considered Khaled to be like an older brother to Ahmad. He was close to all of us, but he held a special place in Maryam’s heart she loved him dearly, and he loved her just as much.

Exactly one month ago and on the morning of April 3rd, Maryam asked my father if she could go visit Khaled. She missed him and wanted to play with the children her age in his neighborhood.He agreed. She went on her way, and not even a few minutes had passed before a missile struck the area she had just headed to.

In that moment, nothing else mattered to us but one question screaming in our mind : “Where’s Maryam? Is she okay?”

My father says..

I ran as fast as I could toward the site of the strike, my heart pounding in fear and panic.

When I arrived, I was shocked by the scene. Dozens of men were rushing around, carrying injured children. All of them every single one had blood covering their faces and severe injuries. I began shouting at the top of my lungs, “Maryam! Maryam! MARYAM!” until I saw her...

But my heart still wasn’t at peace. I couldn’t leave. I ran again this time toward the place I feared Khaled might have been.

With every step closer, my dread grew. “No... it can’t be him...” But when I arrived, I found Khaled’s house two stories high destroyed.

Khaled was there. After a long struggle, we managed to pull him from the rubble... but it was too late. Khaled had passed away.

Khaled is gone... and the world no longer feels the same. The earth is emptier now without Khaled.

======================

✅️Vetted by @gazavetters , my number verified on the list is ( # 15 )✅️

Also supported by @nabulsi Here. Here

💗 @a-shade-of-blue 💗 avatar by 💖 @catnapdreams 💖

Amazing art work by Notte💖 @rhymeswithfart , inspired by our true story.

Another breathtaking piece by Notte truly beyond words. My family and I are deeply touched by the compassion, emotion, and soul you pour into your work.

We are forever grateful for the way you’ve made us feel seen and cared for. Your kindness, professionalism, and unwavering dedication mean the world to us.

We appreciate you and cherish not only your incredible talent but the beautiful heart behind it.

Pervious art posts Here , Here

Please share and donate if you can! Darine's fundraiser supports her whole family and donations have been very slow. Not to mention food and supplies are growing ever more scarce!

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