For over two years, the world has witnessed a real-life story, a story that feels fantastical, with its own unique character and insane events. A region in the middle of the globe has been engulfed in flames by the most destructive and lethal weapons, all broadcast live. This leaves absolutely no room for doubt about the reality of what is happening.
It's like watching the movie "The End of the World 2012." I don't know if you've seen it, but I did and enjoyed it at the time. However, I never imagined that this movie would actually come to life, that we would experience every single detail.
It was a live broadcast, but it didn't capture everything. There are stories buried in mass graves, stories buried under the rubble of destroyed homes, and stories that died after the last cry of a starving child dying from hunger and malnutrition.
Yes, they used every deadly weapon and every method of killing, both legal and illegal, against us, with utter depravity and without mercy.
We lost our homes, our futures, our dreams, and our health. It seems I'm on the verge of losing my mind. Insane, yes, insane. Thinking about the past is painful, and thinking about the future is even more so.
I was I wanted to write a post appealing to you to collect donations for my family so we could continue in this painful reality with a little dignity and a little food, but it seems I forgot what I wanted and wrote it from my heart and from what I feel.
so please don't abandon us.