We Have Passed One Test, The Second One Is Still Ahead

For the first four months of the war, I had no real life. I remember that time only from photographs. In the photos, I can see how my son grew. My husband helped me build a wall around me, otherwise I would have gone crazy. I was in Poland, my mother in Odessa. One misfortune after another, me wanting to help everyone. Fires on the ruins of fires”, Inessa talks very fast. These are her memories from the beginning of the war. In her own way, she got burnt out by helping others and volunteering. Now she knows that if she had continued, it would have been a straight path to losing herself. She made a different choice: she puts money aside and makes transfers, for a specific purpose, for a specific person. It is less spectacular and less engaging, but it allows her to live.