Two years ago I was in Ukraine with my family. We will never gather at the same table as before.
I have no opportunity to come home, my grandmother died, several acquaintances are missing, my cat also died without veterinary care. The city is empty, my younger sister goes to school under occupation, where she is forced to draw thank you cards for russian soldiers and the teachers mock her for her Ukrainian accent. She constantly cries and asks me to pick her up, but I don’t know what to say. My mother had a stroke, but she was not admitted to the hospital during the occupation because she did not have a Russian passport, and they did not manage to help her in time. Parts of her brain are permanently disabled, and she barely recognizes me or moves. I'm glad she's alive, but I no longer have support in my mother, this happened too soon.
Abroad, I was once attacked by russian emigrants in Lithuania. They saw my passport when I was buying tickets, and then they followed me and started pushing me and calling me a Nazi. A taxi driver helped me and took me away from there.
The last time I was in Ukraine, a rocket fell near the house where I was visiting. Neither I nor anyone in the house was surprised or frightened, it was just the deep despair of millions of people from hopelessness.
I don’t remember well half a year during the occupation, but I remember how we made a fire to cook food, that there was no water, buses with loudspeakers drove through the streets, calling for surrender. How they came and took our medicines from our houses. How we went to rallies and had grenades thrown at us. I saw two huge piles rising above the ground - with the remains of cars and, apparently, with the remains of bodies and everything else. This picture is very unclear, I almost threw up, and after a couple of minutes a russian military man came up to me and asked if I loved russia. I answered "yes". What else could I say?
Now I am undergoing treatment from a psychiatrist and am trying to work to donate to those in need. Every day there are only more and more and more of them... those who have lost their home, limbs or loved ones. It pains me to see requests for help with funerals.
the Ukrainian documentary "20 days in Mariupol" was nominated for an Oscar in the "Best Documentary" category.
the film tells the story of a journalist who was trapped in Mariupol for 20 days. all these filmed horrors and pain caused by russia are, unfortunately, only a small part of all the tragedies and acts of genocide that have been happening in Ukraine for ten years.
I encourage you to watch this film and tell others about it, share it and bring attention to this story. this documentary deserves this award and worldwide recognition!
You wanna talk about settler colonialism? Talk about this:
During the two-year occupation of Melitopol, Zaporizhzhia region, Russia has brought over 100,000 of its citizens into the city
(Svidomi)
100k people in 1 (one) occupied city. I'm not talking about Mariupol, I'm not talking about Crimea, or Donetsk, Luhansk. It's just Melitopol, it's just the last two years.
If you haven't watched the documentary 20 Days in Mariupol, I'll share some of the footage from it with you.
The doctors continued to work for weeks despite the fact that they lacked medicines, water and electricity.
Residents of the city had no food, water or electricity, and cooked on fires in the street.
This wasn't shown in the film, but people in Mariupol could eat animals, such as pigeons, because of the lack of food, and also shared 1 glass of water among a large number of people because there was no other water.
No one called on russia and no one wants to be with russia.
A mass grave.
russians shelled the maternity hospital.
russians shelled people and residential buildings with tanks.
a reminder that yall literally listen and promote russian music like mua mua jaga jaga and other on all platforms ever known. none of you boycotted any of russian companies/artists at least since feb24 2022, because what? because you don't care. you never did. but when you need to boycott kpop for five, god, FIVE days you're literally right there. i haven't listened to any of russian music since spring 2022 and im perfectly fine without my fav russian artists. why can't you do the same?
This night, russian kamikazes drones hit the gas station - as a result of this hit, burning fuel spilled, and private residential buildings caught fire. The area of the fire is 3,700 square meters.
The emergency services managed to contain the fire in the residential quarter, saving 25 houses and more than 50 residents from the spread of the fire. However, more than a dozen households burned to the ground.
In one of the private houses, the bodies of 5 people were found, including 3 children: 7, 4 years old and a 6-month-old baby.
This is my homecity, Kyiv, on the 2nd of January after russia attacked Ukraine with Shahed drones, 16 Tu-95MC bombers, "Kinzhal" and "Kaliber" missiles during the night.
(Overall russia launched 99 missiles of various types and 35 attack drones over Ukraine during the night and morning).
As for now, 49 people are injured, 43 out of them were hospitalized. 2 people died.
I cannot express the pain I feel seeing the beautiful and strong city where I was raised being so viciously destroyed in the front of the whole world. And I certainly cannot imagine the pain of those, who suffered during the attack today and who lost their loved ones, one of them being Lyudmyla Shevtsova, doctor of biological sciences, professor, teacher of the Kyiv-Mohyla Academy.
DON'T LOOK AWAY.
DON'T FORGET THE FACE OF THE TERROR.
SUPPORT ARMING UKRAINE SO WE CAN DEFEND OURSELVES, OUR LIVES, OUR CULTURE FROM BEING DESTROYED.
The Russians prepared everything to blow up the Zaporizhia Nuclear Plant. Four of six power units. I just want this page not to be forgotten. If after the explosion I will not be in touch for more than a week - please just remember who did it. Do not forget who killed me and more millions of people. Do not forget who has been committing the genocide of the Ukrainian people for centuries.
Yesterday, while I was posting my Shirt Recolor, russians hit civil multi-apartment building with guided missile in my city. With. Guided. Missile. 5 civil people dead, dozens are wounded (including 10 children), some of them very heavily wounded. This it the type of news I'm getting every day. russia deliberately chooses to kill civil citizens. This wasn't done by mistake or coincidence. This is the genocide of Ukrainians happening right now, online. And, at the same time, Disney Channel chooses to cut off 20 Days in Mariupol from short Oscar version because they didn't have time... They didn't have time on such important message to the world. Do Ukrainians have time? It's a rhetoric question. But one thing I know for sure - Ukrainians certainly don't have time for Disney's bullshit.
In USSR knowing foreign languages was a privilege of very selected few. Borders were closed and 99,9% of the population never ever visited any other country in their whole lives. Most did not ever travel beyond borders of their home region.
I was born in 1991 in Luhansk, the year Ukraine became Independent.
When it was time for me to enter my 1st grade, my mother selected for me a school that specialized in foreign languages - it was her belief and hope that soon many foreign languages would soon spread in our country, as business would enter and economy would flow, so knowing languages, especially English, would be a good boost for my career. Like any mother, she wanted a bright future for her daughter.
I - an ordinary child from a rather not-well-off family - traveled to Paris on a trip organized by my French teacher in my high school.
In university, I got into a program of language studying in China for a year - as part of many collaboration programs our university had with many other universities throughout the world.
All that was possible in our rather small administrative centre town with a population of some 500k people.
All these things were unfathomable for my mother and everyone else who grew up in the USSR.
I graduated Uni in 2013.
My mom could not have ever predicted that one year after my graduation, a whole war would start and we would lose our home.
And that the most common way my foreign language skills would serve me in life - would be writing posts on the Internet, telling the world about it.
A friendly reminder: the war is still going on in Ukraine. Russians are still killing, raping, torturing, destroying the lives of Ukrainians.
Maybe it's not hype enough for some of you, but we still need help and support.
There is no need to write "we are praying for you 🙏🙏". Let's be realists. It doesn't help. Spread the word, volunteer, donate. This will help. Please don't forget.