I beg you guys to help me. We have no other choice. I have no other choice but to do this. I've tried every single solution and nothing is working.

My dad cannot seem to find a job after he lost his. My mom sold all her belongings. We sold our car. I sold my necklaces. I sold gifts we had. We are selling everything we have at home just to be able to eat. There are days when we open the fridge and there is nothing in it.

Is this the life we deserve? It is not the life we deserve. I swear it is not.
I beg you guys. Nobody is hearing us out.

My siblings might not be able to stay in school this year because we have outstanding tuition. They are still young and their education is so important. The schools in Tripoli are not that good so we are forced to put them in private school because it is better for them and because they are still small and their brains are still developing. I don't want their education to be taken away from them because we cannot afford it.
I'm just asking for the bare minimum. Why is the bare minimum too much to ask? Am I asking to live with dignity? Why do I always have to hate going back home?

When I go home everything feels cloudy and dark. My dad is always thinking. He is depressed. He sleeps almost 24/7 because he feels like he cannot do anything. My mom is always stressed and angry. She ends up shouting at her kids, shouting at me, shouting at my 6-year-old brother who has no idea why this is happening to us.

I just need somebody to acknowledge our pain. I just want somebody to help us. Just a helping hand.
I don't want my siblings to lose their education. It is one of the only things my parents were able to give us. And yet we cannot even afford that anymore. Like, what is this?

We are very behind on our house rent. We might get kicked out at any second and end up on the streets. We are also behind on our electricity bills and our water bills. We are not even able to afford food. There is legitimately zero source of income coming into our house.

Sometimes I open the fridge and there is literally nothing to eat. There are days that pass where we don't have anything to eat. And that is heartbreaking.

My sister is 12 years old and she is already thinking about how she can make money to help us. My brother is 6 years old and he is also starting to think about how he can make money. They are children. Is this what we want for them? Is this what the world wants for them?

Why is the world so unfair to us? Why is it so harsh on us?

And especially on me.
My mom has had a few heart attacks during this period because she keeps thinking about the same problems over and over again. My dad is also very unwell. He is losing weight because he is not eating properly. We are all losing weight because we are not eating properly.

Please. Please. All I'm asking for is the bare minimum of life. Why is it something we cannot even have?
We just want our dignity back. We just want a little bit of help so we can stand on our feet again.

We are under hell. We are collapsed. We are broken. We are exhausted. We feel like we have no backbone left. We need help.
We are in desperate, desperate, desperate need of help.

My mental health is very bad. I am scared of what this constant pressure is doing to me. I don't want things to get to a point where something irreversible happens. I am already crying almost every night before I sleep. I just need somebody to hear us and help us.

We are not asking for luxury. We are asking for the bare minimum. We are asking for a home, food, education and the chance to stand back on our feet.

Please help us.