*A Grieving Mother Fighting to Survive*

My name is Neama. I’m a mother of two children and currently pregnant with my third. My husband, Essam, and I once dreamed of a growing family—but today, our lives have turned into unbearable pain.

After the losses we suffered in this war, I developed psoriasis—a painful skin condition that has added to my suffering. Despite my pregnancy and deep grief, I try to care for my two remaining children with all the strength I have left. But hunger is crushing us.

Many days pass with no food. My children cry themselves to sleep from hunger, and I have nothing to give them. My husband, once a university student, is now unable to provide anything. We have no safe shelter, no medicine, and no source of income.

From the depths of my heart, I plead with you:

*Please help us survive. Every donation is a ray of hope in this darkness.*

From my heart, for the sake of my children… *please don’t forget us.*