Let Me Heal, So One Day I Can Heal Others

My name is Bilal Mohammed, I’m 20 years old, and I’m from Gaza. I graduated from high school with a 90% average in the scientific stream, dreaming of studying medicine and becoming a doctor who saves lives.
But for the past two years, war has stolen my future. Instead of sitting in a university classroom, I’ve been surrounded by destruction, death, and deep fear. The dream I worked so hard for is now distant—buried under the rubble of a life I used to know.
Today, I live in unbearable conditions—without safety, without opportunity, and often without food. Each day is a struggle just to survive. I’ve lost time, but I haven’t lost hope.
I’m reaching out to you—not just as a student, but as a human being—asking for your support. I need help to afford the basic essentials of life: food, shelter, and the chance to study again. Even a small donation can make a real difference in helping me survive and rebuild my future.
If you believe in education, in dreams, in humanity—please stand with me.
Help me live. Help me learn. Help me dream again.
From Gaza, with hope,
Bilal Mohammed