A message from my friend Mo in Gaza

Mo and his family have helped homeless and hungry cats in Gaza for many many years and have found many animal lover friends all over the world. This care for the cats didn’t stop during the invasion and genocide by Israel. Miraculously he and his family hold on and are still alive, but I saw this message from him from Twitter and I had to share it with you all. On Twitter: @helpcatsmsallam

Please consider sending a little to help Mo and his young family to escape Gaza. You can do this via Paypal.

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It’s time to say goodbye. That moment I’ve always tried to postpone, wishing I’d never reach. But time drags us along, forcing us down paths we didn’t choose. And now I stand before the end.

My heart no longer has the strength to endure, and my soul no longer has the patience to endure any more. Everything I’ve experienced has been nothing but a struggle with merciless pain, a sadness that won’t leave me, and a wound that grows deeper every day.

I thought there was light waiting for me at the end of the road, but all I found was darkness that kept getting darker. I write this with a broken heart, leaving behind laughter I never tasted or fully experienced, and memories that will continue to hurt me as long as I live.

Excuse me if I’ve made mistakes. Forgive me if I’ve ever hurt you with a word or a look. Life hasn’t given me the chance to be who I hoped it would be..

If I leave, do not be sad about my absence, for perhaps my departure will be a comfort to my weary soul and peace to my heart, which has known nothing but pain.

Dear friends, I still haven’t found a place to go in the south. I’m here in Gaza with my family and my cat. Let fate decide my fate.

This could be the end…” I’m tired… tired of everything: the attempts, the silence, the pretense of being strong, while inside I’m falling little by little every day.. All the pain inside me grew and grew until it became heavier than I could bear.

Maybe it wasn’t my fault, and maybe I wasn’t weak, but everything around me made me feel like I wasn’t in my right place.. I was fighting my depression alone, crying alone, and keeping quiet so that I wouldn’t be a burden on anyone.. I don’t want anyone to blame me or get mad at me… but sometimes, the pain gets so great that saying goodbye is easier than continuing..

If you read this message, know that I tried… I tried a lot. But there’s nothing left.. This is not weakness, this is the end of a person who is tired of everything.. Forgive me…and remember me with kindness.. My dear friends, I have not yet found a place to live in the south.

I am still in Gaza with my family and my 20 remaining cats in gaza city.. But I booked a bus to transport some of my belongings to a friend’s house. Unfortunately, there was no fuel and the transportation costs were exorbitant.

The transportation alone cost $1,500, including getting cash fee.. The bus will come tomorrow to transport my belongings such as the tent, barrel, clothes, beds, rims, blankets, toilets, kitchen items, energy, solar, a closet and some other things that will be useful for displacement if I find a place.

I am very grateful for your support, friends. https://paypal.me/animalrescue703 I wish I could find a place for us to go and live. Things are beyond catastrophic here. We see death every day, but death doesn’t come to us. Please keep us in your prayers and thoughts. Your loyal friend Mo

I go to work and I hide the pain inside me.. I come back from work and I hide the pain I see at work..

But what makes me patient is the Arabic proverb that says, “Remember that you will go through situations that you do not deserve, but they are what will make you stronger and wiser.”

My friends and loved ones, this is your friend Mo from Gaza, and this is a new update.. Tonight I was working at Al-Shifa Hospital and I was doing my job normally..

Suddenly… without any warning… flares were thrown at the hospital and there was a special force that opened fire everywhere in the hospital.. They kidnapped one of the injured who is receiving treatment in the hospital…

I lived an hour that felt like years.. The shooting was very intense.. After the raid on the hospital ended, the special forces retreated, but one of their vehicles appeared to have broken down. They left it and went with the other vehicles. Therefore, the drones bombed that vehicle at the hospital gate..

Shrapnel was scattered everywhere. Thank heavens I wasn’t hurt. But what I saw was very shocking. I was in the middle of the battle..

On the other hand, regarding the situation in Gaza City… The massacres, genocide, and relentless holocaust are striking every corner of our city, to the point where we are unable to keep up with what’s happening. We don’t know what to write, describe, or shout. The tragedy is immense and beyond words, and the wound is deeper than any expression.

The situation is very, very difficult here in Gaza City… I’ve made my decision. I want to move to the south. I’m still looking for land, an apartment, or any other property to rent to move there.

Unfortunately, there are no more vacant spaces. It’s terribly overcrowded there. If I find something, I’ll leave immediately and keep you posted on any updates… Please don’t forget to support me and help me evacuate my city.

https://paypal.me/animalrescue703 I am grateful to you for everything, my friends. Every bit of help is appreciated. Please spread the word and talk about us. I love you all. If anything happens to me, please forgive me

Your faithful friend Mo

Please help Mo and his family if you can spare even a small amount