I don't know if this is the last time I'll plead with people... but I know I'm tired .. 💔💔💔
Tired of repeatedly appealing, tired of waiting, tired of explaining each time how my life changed in an instant because of the war.
I was a pharmacist, living off my hard work and dignity. My pharmacy was my livelihood and that of my family. Then the war came, destroyed everything, and left me standing helpless amidst the rubble, searching only for a chance to return to my normal life .. ❤️🩹
I've pleaded so much... and waited so long... and with each passing day, I feel hope slipping away from my heart, little by little, until I feel I've lost faith in humanity itself.
This might be the last time I ask for help.
I want nothing more than to return to my pharmacy, to the profession I loved, to the life that was stolen from me unjustly. I'm not looking for luxury or wealth, but for a chance to live with dignity and feed my family with my work, as I always have. And I say this sincerely: I will always feel a deep pain towards everyone who was able to lend a helping hand, even a little, and then chose to turn their back on my suffering .. 💔💔
If you have compassion in your heart, or if you can help with any amount, or even just by sharing this message, please don't hesitate. You might be the reason I can get my life back after I thought all doors had closed 💔💔💔❣️
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My name is Dr. Nassif Al-Dahdouh.




















