My name is Soliman — a young man and student from Gaza, carrying a burden far heavier than my age. Between my studies and the hardships of life, I try to be the backbone of my family in the most difficult of times.
We once had a small farm — olive and citrus trees, and a greenhouse where we planted not just crops, but dreams.
That farm was our only source of income, and more than that, it was a place full of memories, of hope, and of the laughter that once made life a little easier.
But in a single moment, everything was gone.
A fire reduced our years of effort to ashes.
We lost our source of living, our stability — and with it, a part of our souls.
Now, despite the pain, I’m trying to start over. I’m doing everything I can to keep my family standing, to find even the smallest light of hope that might restore our strength, dignity, and sense of humanity.
On top of all this, I’m also struggling with serious health issues.
I suffer from a urinary tract infection caused by the lack of access to clean drinking water.
Here in Gaza, we’re forced to drink water mixed with sand and other contaminants — there’s simply no other choice.
It’s affecting my health badly, and I need treatment I can’t afford in these conditions.
I share these words with honesty and hope, praying they reach a kind heart — someone who can help, or even just share my story with others who might be able to.
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Every share, every kind word, every small donation could be a lifeline for us.
From the bottom of my heart, thank you for taking a moment to read my story.
