When they see their dreams and hopes getting destroyed, they cry.
When they realise how scary and uncertain their future is, they cry.
And because they are human beings, full of feelings and emotions, they cry.”
This is an excerpt from a 35-year-old Palestinian’s account of life in Gaza under siege.
Ziad has been writing for the Guardian about the realities of the Israeli bombardment, as he, his sister and their pets, flee their home in Gaza City in the hope of survival.
You can read his diary entries in full via the link:
“loving yourself is not an easy thing to do. some days will be better than others while some days will be much worse. try to be kind to yourself. it takes time.”
“This is not a goodbye, my darling, this is a thank you. Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy, thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return. Thank you for the memories I will cherish forever. But most of all, thank you for showing me that there will come a time when I can eventually let you go.”
“forgive all the versions of yourself that operated out of fear instead of growth, the ones that viewed comfort zones as safe havens and abandoned boundaries to keep other people happy, forgive all the versions of yourself that didn’t know that love begins with how you treat you.”
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