I will never forget anyone who has helped me, and I will pray for everyone who donates, whether small or large, that God rewards them with all goodness and grants them health and well-being. May God bless you and keep you safe always.

There are so many things that cannot be fully expressed in words, but every contribution—even if it’s just one dollar—makes a great difference in our lives.

That is why I am writing these words today, hoping they will reach your kind hearts. We are in need of your support; money is not the solution to all our suffering, but it does ease some of our daily struggles such as food, treatment, and medicine.

My struggle is not only about money, but about the need for a safe place and a dignified life. I have lost so much of my years, and yet I still have big goals and many dreams I fear may one day be buried with me.

All I want is to disappear, to escape, or at least to feel safe. I want my child to grow up well-cared-for and healthy, in a safe place with a calm life full of warmth and compassion.

You live each day merely to stay alive, a body without a soul.Yet despite all this, we keep going—not just for ourselves, but for those who depend on us. I am living this reality today in all its details. The circumstances have drained me, and I no longer have the strength.

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If you can donate even a small amount, you could change a small life that means the world to me. Please, help me and my child.

I am not asking for much… just a small help to buy medicine and food for my child so he can stay by my side.

Your donation, no matter how small, would be a huge hope for us. And God does not let the reward of those who do good go to waste.

He needs medication for his seizures, and I cannot afford it. We need basic necessities to survive, for me and my child. I am unable to support him because I am unemployed and cannot provide for my daily needs. Help us, even a little. Please, we are in a bad situation.

I am just trying to survive. If anyone sees that I deserve support, please reach out to me.

I am tired. I look around me and see nothing but death and destruction, and I see no place for joy. All I wish for is to live the rest of my life in peace, to see beautiful places, and to obtain what I need like the rest of humanity.

There is no good food, and I cannot buy what I and my child need. Life is difficult and expensive, and assistance is scarce and limited.

We are patient and we struggle with our lives, our children and loved ones, our homes and everything that is precious to us... but for how long? When will we deserve to live like the rest of the world?

I am a human being like everyone else; I feel captivity and exhaustion, my energy has been drained, and I have no strength left.