We have houses, hospitals and businesses broken down, and fields mined in our village. The Svitlodarsk Arc is nearby. The shooting can be heard even loader at night than during the day. The windows shake, too. Even adults cannot sleep from loud explosions, let alone the children..
My son's favourite toys help him fall asleep. Sasha is always at home, I don't let him go anywhere.
I am the only adult in my family. She bought new furniture, clothes, and toys for the children. But this was before the war, when our company was working steadily. Now the pig farm is right in the firing line. I don't know what to do with my life.
The complex is being closed because of the war. It was shell attacked for several times. The fields around are mined, and the waste tank is overflooded. We, the company's employees, have already received notice of dismissal. 700 people, including me, will be out of work. This is a large part of Novoluhansk.
I have to go out to work, leaving my son Denys, who is only one and a half years old, to be taken care of by his great-grandmother.
