Occupation Diaries

We have been living under occupation from the very beginning. We spent 2 months “in the basement” (a slang phrase that means to be unlawfully arrested by Russians - translator). I had been there from mid-November until mid-January. My husband is still there – for almost a year now....

During the first month of occupation, I fully experienced the rage against the Russian occupants and their shamelessness. While I was visiting my grandmother, the entry door to the apartment that I was living in was cut off.. I don’t have anything incriminating, which is why nothing was found. But...

Sergiy, the manager of the building I live in, walks around in a T-shirt with “Z” (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Z_(military_symbol)) on it never taking it off, even though it’s already December. Sometimes I try to imagine how people make such purchases. You walk in the store and among T-shirts with kittens, tigers,...

After my vacation I decided to share a story about my new acquaintance with my boyfriend. We met at the airport and found out that not only are we both from Crimea, we’re also flying to the same city. We decided to have some beer and chat. He told me...