My name is Mahmoud Yassin, and I write to you from the heart of wounded Gaza.

I am writing these words with a heart full of pain, after losing everything to this war — my home, my dreams, my sense of safety, and the future I once envisioned.

We now live under constant bombing and destruction, surrounded by rubble and ruins. There is no place to shelter us, no roof above our heads. My family — five members, including women and young children — sleeps on the bare ground. We wake up to the sound of drones and sleep to the sound of explosions. There is no water, no food, no medicine, no electricity… only fear and uncertainty.

Every day in Gaza is a struggle for survival. We fight to secure a loaf of bread for our children, a drop of clean water, or even a moment of calm — which rarely exists. I’ve seen things no one should witness: children pulled from under debris, mothers crying over their lost little ones, and young people buried without a final goodbye.

I’ve launched this campaign to ask you — whoever you are reading this — to extend your hand and help. I know times are difficult everywhere, but any donation, no matter how small, can be a lifeline for me and my family.

All I dream of now is to survive… to escape this nightmare, this war that has devoured our dreams and stripped us of our most basic human rights. I want to build a safe life for my family — somewhere far from the destruction, somewhere we can start over.

Help me give my children a chance… a chance at life, a chance at hope.

From the depths of my heart, thank you.

Mahmoud Yassin

Gaza, Palestine