💔 I am 22 years old...
Before the war on Gaza, I was a university student with dreams, plans, and hope for the future. I spent my days studying, believing that hard work would help me build a better life.
Today, everything has changed.
The war did not only destroy homes and streets... It destroyed the life I was trying to build. It stole my education, my future, and every sense of safety I once had.
While people my age are graduating, finding jobs, and planning their futures, I am living in a fragile tent, wondering how I will survive tomorrow.
Every day is a struggle. A struggle to find food. A struggle to stay safe. A struggle to hold on when everything around me has fallen apart.
The hardest part is not only losing what I had... It is watching my dreams disappear little by little while feeling powerless to stop it.
I never wanted luxury. I never asked for a perfect life.
I only wanted the simple things that every young person deserves: To study. To graduate. To build a future. To live with dignity.
Now, even those simple dreams feel impossibly far away.
Some nights I lie awake wondering how my life changed so completely. How a young student with dreams became someone fighting every day just to survive.
Yet despite all the pain, a small part of me still refuses to give up. A tiny piece of hope remains alive inside my heart.
Maybe one day I will return to my studies. Maybe one day I will rebuild what was lost. Maybe one day I will be allowed to dream again.
Until then, I am asking you from the bottom of my heart:
Please don't ignore my voice.
Even if you cannot help financially, a share, a comment, or a few moments of your time could help my story reach someone who can.
I feel invisible most days. Please don't let my voice disappear in the silence.
🙏💔👇
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