🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

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I Am Saja – A Mother Holding On Through the Return of War

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

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Just a random monologue about that one fucker (not a poem):

I hate you for treating me the way you did, I gave you my body, my time, trust my affection and my touch.

You took it all and crushed it.

You take so much but do you ever give?

You always take everything but never give anything.

I hate you for crushing what we could have had and what I thought we had.

« I love the way you take care of me » you said the last time we saw which was 2 weeks ago;

« I saw that you unblocked me, I’m sorry for what I said[…] I truly appreciate you and it would annoy me a lot if we stopped talking », « do you want to see me again? » you said 2 month ago.

For 2 years you told me that I was beautiful, that you missed me when you were away, that you couldn’t wait to see me again etc… and I believed you.

You also kept telling me that you had too much to think about to commit, made me believe that you had anxiety and I believed you.

But how naive was I, right?

It was all lies.

If not why would you commit to a girl you met 8 month ago and lives on another continent?

Why can you treat her better?

Why did you start spitting on my face and slap me in the face once you were back?

Why didn’t you at least talked to me about it when you came back 5 month ago?

Why could you sleep with her but would send me back home on my own at 3 am after using me and my body?

Are you even capable of loving?

For you, I was just an orientalist fantasy, to say it with pretty words.

I stared in your eyes with only tenderness; you stared in mine only with lust.

You’re blinded by your lust.

Nothing of it was real; it was all lies.

You always take but you never give,

So eager to take that you couldn’t even see my softness, sensitivity or my history.

Or maybe you did and just took advantage of it because it’s your nature,

You’re a Scorpio and I’m a Pisces,

You were the predator and I was the prey.

You didn’t deserve any of it nor do you deserve these words, anyways you might not even be able to comprehend it,

But it is in my nature.

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Hello dear

I am from the Baalousha family from Gaza.. 🇵🇸🍉

I hope you are well .

I write to you with a heart full of hope and faith, and I ask for your urgent help. My family is in great danger due to the war, and I am running a fundraising campaign to save them. My father and mother suffer from diabetes and high blood pressure. Help me secure them

Please, can you reblog my campaign post on my account? Every participation can make a difference in my family's life.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for any help you can provide. 🇵🇸🇵🇸

The campaign was documented by @90-ghost

!!!!!

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