From Gaza - Manar's Story

Now I am pregnant, carrying a new life in the middle of all this pain and uncertainty.

I am a woman from Gaza, and I am writing this as a testimony of a life that has been torn apart by war. I once lived a simple but stable life. I worked as a computer engineer, building my future step by step, and carrying hopes for a better tomorrow.

Everything changed when the war began. I lost my job, and with it the stability and identity I had worked so hard to build. What once felt like safety turned into constant fear and uncertainty.

I have survived death many times. There were moments when I did not think I would make it through, yet I am still here

Then came the deepest losses. I lost my home, the place that held my memories and dreams, and it was reduced to ruins. I also lost my mother and my brother, which is a pain that words cannot fully describe.

And even today, the bombing and destruction have not stopped, and our struggle to survive continues every day

Now I am pregnant, carrying a new life in the middle of all this pain and uncertainty. This child is my only hope, the reason I continue to hold on even when everything feels unbearable. I do not write this to ask for pity, but so you can understand what life here truly looks like. Food, drinking water, and medicine have become unbearably expensive in Gaza. We can barely afford the basic necessities. My little son keeps asking for fruit, eggs, and meat, but I can’t provide them because they are simply too expensive. It breaks my heart every time.

We are still here, still trying to survive, and still holding on to what remains of our humanity.

Thank you for taking the time to read my story.

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