I have been haunted by survivor’s guilt ever since leaving Gaza for medical treatment in November 2023. The feeling is relentless. I try to shake it off through contacting my loved ones in northern Gaza. They include my dear friend Yousef. I am trying to support him in whatever way possible. That is far from easy: I am receiving chemotherapy, which leaves me exhausted and often stuck in a hospital bed. On 17 December last year, I received a heart-wrenching message from Yousef. “My father was