It's Ruba from Gaza

Today is the 3rd of December and I’m sipping my coffee while writing this diary. Last night was really difficult because there were drones flying over our heads the entire night. I really couldn’t sleep and I woke up this morning with an intense headache. Yesterday I woke up to the news that there will no longer be any humanitarian support coming into Gaza. But then the news changed to saying that humanitarian support will be decreased for Gaza, compared to what it’s been the last few days in the truce. This is going to have a huge impact on the people here.  The word humanitarian assistance is very irritating to me. It’s called humanitarian assistance but in reality it’s basic human rights. It should be called humanitarian rights provided to the Palestinian people. When you say humanitarian assistance it sounds like we are a needy people, which is not correct. We deserve to have our human rights fulfilled as every other human being in the world. The word assistance is dehumanizing...

Today is the 29th of November and the truce is still ongoing so hopefully we’ll enjoy another day. The people staying with us in this building are all continuing to have their morning coffee together and discussions are ongoing about politics and what to expect for the future. And it keeps coming up again and again - all we want is to go back home. Everyone wants to go back home, not just me. One of the things everyone says here is, “I’d rather stay in a tent by myself on top of my (destroyed) home rather than staying in other people’s houses.” I still don’t understand how anyone could have the soul, the capacity or the psyche to take over somebody else’s home. It’s unfathomable to me that anyone would want to do this.  Yesterday I learnt that a friend of mine and her husband were both killed. She’s a doctor and he’s a very well known consultant here in Gaza. I know her because she’s the mother of one of the young people I used to work with in the past who was studying in the veter...

Today is the 27th of November and it’s supposedly the last day of the truce. We still don’t have confirmed news on whether it’ll be extended or not and so we’re waiting to hear. I still don’t know what happened to my friend that I mentioned earlier. I only know that she she's still alive but I’m not sure about her husband. She has also lost her three children which is an unimaginable loss, especially as it wasn’t easy for her to get pregnant in the first place and she was only able to have children 7 years after marriage. Today I’m struggling with so many conflicting thoughts and how to manage them. I feel like my thoughts are so mixed up. For example I really want to go back home, to fix it up and to sit there - that is, if my home is still there. But at the same time I feel like I want to emigrate to somewhere else and leave this place forever. Sometimes I wake up in a very good and positive mood and sometimes in a very difficult mood. I have to hold all these feelings inside so ...