
Before the war, I was a kickboxing master of sports. I trained children, teaching them not only technique but also how to take a hit. And that skill became crucial for me. Since 2014, I have been defending Ukraine—on the Maidan and in Donbas. I have been wounded 17 times, yet each time, I returned to the fight.

I received my first injury on the Maidan when buckshot wounded my head.
After receiving treatment in Poland, I volunteered for the front. I served in the Aidar Battalion and later in the Donbas Battalion.


In the winter of 2024, we had a combat mission to an observation post. The guys in my group were newcomers with no combat experience, so I was assigned as their leader. The first day was quiet. On the second, they started shelling us—drones, artillery…
One of the shells landed right next to me. The blast threw me about ten meters. I hit a rock and realized—my legs no longer obeyed me.
Through binoculars, I saw about 45 enemies approaching us. We withdrew to a reserve position. The guys carried me on a stretcher, applied a tourniquet, but the shelling didn’t stop, and the enemy was getting closer.
I ordered them to retreat and leave me behind. They refused—argued, tried to pull me out. But I shouted, fired into the ground, forced them to leave. Because I knew: if they stayed, they wouldn’t survive.
Because of my decision—they all made it out alive!
I was conscious for only five minutes at a time, then blacked out again. When I woke up, I was already in enemy hands. The first thing I asked about was my comrade, Uncle Kolya. They replied: “He’s already been annulled…” —meaning they had executed him.
For an hour and a half, they dragged me from the battlefield. Then I was taken to a hospital in Belgorod.
I spent nine months in captivity, completely immobile the entire time. The conditions were inhumane—beatings, torture, no medical care. The doctors told me: “If you were in your Ukraine (a different word was used in the original), they would have gotten you back on your feet. But here, you just lie there.”

Nine months without treatment severely worsened my condition. Now, I cannot move my legs, torso, or right arm.
But I can still take a hit. I want to return to the fight. And I know I will!
To do that, I need to continue rehabilitation at the “Agape” center. This is my chance to move forward, to work on myself, to get closer to my dream. But I cannot afford the treatment on my own, so I must ask for help.
I would be grateful to everyone for your support and sharing!

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Fundraising closed: The story of Dilshod Sharopov continues — thanks to you.
We sincerely thank everyone who contributed to the fundraiser for the second course of rehabilitation for our defender — Dilshod Sharopov, callsign “Tajik.”
The "Citizen" Charity Foundation paid 111,600 UAH for his full stay at the “Agape” center. During treatment, the cost increased, as the medical plan was adjusted according to Dilshod’s needs and condition dynamics.
Thanks to the specialists of the rehabilitation complex, significant results were achieved:
Active physical exercises are still not possible — the body is too weak. But thanks to the care and professionalism of the “Agape” team, Dilshod is gradually moving toward that stage. They are preparing his body for movement. For a new life.
Thank you to everyone who helped make this stage possible.
Thank you to the “Agape” team for their daily, compassionate work.
Thank you for believing in a hero who gave everything for our safety.
There is still a long road ahead. But he is no longer alone.
COLLECTED AND TRANSFERRED: UAH 122,100
