My first and last message to everyone who has

an ounce of humanity inside him and a little love and tenderness in his heart.

I am Tariq, 25 years old, in the last semester of university in the College of Engineering.

I was living the best days of my life in a beautiful house with my father, mother and brothers. Our financial situation is good. I love life like other young people. I had the ambition to complete my studies and be proud of myself and my family.

But my dreams and wishes do not match under the war and genocide that lasted more than 15 months. It destroyed my dreams, wishes, future and our home that used to shelter my family. I can no longer bear this amount of suffering and pain. Unfortunately, I have been diagnosed with MS, a disorder in the nerve center, and there is no treatment

I am talking to you and I am a broken person from the inside, as if I am 250 years old.

Everything is lost and now I am trying to catch my last breaths.

I appeal to you from under the rubble of my future and dreams, from under the rubble of my home and my shattered heart.

So I extend my hand to you to stand by me and help me to rebuild what was broken in my heart and my future. I am in dire need to complete my studies and have a small home and a family like the rest of the youth in the world..

And I promise you that I will not forget those who stood by me in my ordeal until I find myself and my future