Two years ago my life changed very dramatically. Two years ago, Russia invaded the territory of my country with war.
Two years of blood, fear, innocent deaths.

I will never forget that morning. When at 5 am I woke up from powerful explosions. On the evening of the 23rd, my friends and I were at a great concert. We lived and did not think that war could start.
My first thoughts were that there were training exercises going on, or some idiots were exploding firecrackers in the street. And it was not clear why the house was shaking so loudly.
I started reading the news, there was silence. On Instagram, my friend from Kharkov wrote in her story that a war has started and their city is being bombed. I thought this sounded as weird as possible. My mother and I turned on the TV and found a message from Putin who spoke about the beginning of hostilities in the Donbass. It sounded even more strange, because we live in the south of Ukraine.

Then everything only got worse. My house was next to a military airport and it was constantly shaking from explosions. My city was shelled every day and night from different weapons. It was a miracle that we did not end up under occupation. Then a long absence of water. Severe moral and psychological state.
Training in my gym, communicating with military friends - this is what helped me stay strong.
And so do you, my subscribers. I was embarrassed to ask for help once again, but it was you who did not let me and my animals die of hunger. Donations, commissions, verbal support. I am grateful to everyone.

It was a very difficult 2 years, but I matured mentally. And we don’t know how long this will last, but we won’t be broken.