it has always been hard for me to really think about the Holocaust I can’t finish books or films devoted to it. I walked out of Schindler’s List I think of my family, and everything Nazis did to them. I relive their torment, their final agonizing moments. my mom is the same way. her mother barely survived, her grandmother was executed, along with most of the rest of her family when I think of what they went through, a fate so many others shared, a particular pain grips my chest and throat, my breath becomes ragged, and sob uncontrollably the same is true when I think of the Holocaust that Zionists have visited upon Palestinians for almost eight decades I can’t think of one Holocaust, without thinking of the other, they are forever intertwined in my soul when I see Palestinians suffering genocide, when I see anyone suffering genocide, I see my family and know it easily could be me, too I’m filled with a terrible sorrow, but also a terrible rage it’s a feeling like no other, one I can’t put into words but this, I can say — Zionist crimes, the Holocaust of Palestinians, are unforgivable. Just as Nazi crimes and the Holocaust were my family, and so many others, did not suffer and die just for Zionists to do the same to another people never again means never again, for anyone I will never forgive, I will never forget, I will never stop talking about Palestine, even through tears like the ones blurring my vision now until the day I die and finally join my family I will say, FREE PALESTINE 🇵🇸
I’m logging off for a bit, this took a lot out of me, more than I expected. I shouldn’t be gone long. please excuse my absence and delay in responding. much love ♥️🇵🇸
@_bilaire Please take care of yourself and thank you for sharing. Free Palestine now and always.
@_bilaire @TadhgHickey A very difficult but needed post