Inside my heart is on fire. I wish the war would end
My name is Amira Muhammad Musa Hassan. I'm 48 years old. I have asthma and it's gotten worse
since I started baking for people. But what choice do I have? It's the only income we have
How else would I feed my children? I have four daughters and three sons, four children in total
I used to be an event planner. I used to make a decent living, planning and arranging weddings
and the like. I used to wear smart pants and a white shirt with a shawl on top, rushing around
the events space. We still suffer, of course. The kids and I have eaten from the garbage
We had to We were hungry Even what little financial aid we used to receive has stopped When people returned to the north during the last ceasefire I scavenged around for clothing they had thrown away and washed what I could so my kids could have something to wear
I have mental health issues. I was just getting a bit better before the war started
Then the war came and sent me spinning again. Now I have problems with my kidneys and my teeth have fallen out
People like to sit with me. They like to chat and enjoy the jokes
But inside my heart is on fire. I wish the war would end
My house was destroyed and I couldn't take a single thing out of there
Since then, this displacement has blinded my heart. I fear going out
All I see is chaos and destruction