I want to write sincerely and simply. Without any pathos or grandiose words about heroism and saving the world. My story is not one of extraordinary achievements, but of an ordinary person who strives to be needed and useful to his family, relatives, society, and Ukraine.

I always think about them
The military, those at the front

I am lost

There is no hope and no love

When a shell hit Maria's apartment that day, fortunately, no one was home.

I am ashamed that I only became a 'conscious Ukrainian' after this full-scale invasion began. And it didn't even happen immediately. 

This name, Hypyk Brothers Street, appeared on the map of Kharkiv in 2023. Who are these brothers? Their story is both unusual and ordinary. It reflects the fate of many defenders of our Motherland.

One summer day, a wave of something indescribable crashes over you, and you find yourself wondering: What’s wrong with me? Is it burnout? Fear? Just a deep need for rest?

Sometimes I wake up suddenly at night and can't figure out where I am... at home, or? It's been three years that I've been outside Ukraine; I live in safety, but in a foreign country, within foreign walls. No matter, I start every morning monitoring the news, I have to know where the enemy missiles, bombs and drones hit today.