Hi! This story, although it begins gloomy, in the end, it w..

Hi! This story, although it begins gloomy, in the end, it will be about how we are united by common work. About support. And about the good in simple. I I must say, I have a difficult time now, because I have a prostration. And there is no strength to work. Bad circle. Now I only have the strength to analyze the last months and remember what happened. It can be interesting for you to read my story in its entirety. There will be several posts. PART 1 A strange coincidence, on the evening of February 23, I did makeup in the color of the Ukrainian flag - blue eyeliner and yellow shadows. In this look, I worked at night and at 5 in the morning, talking on Chaturbate. When I heard loud noises, I froze, quietly said into the microphone, "I hear explosions, I'm scared." I looked out the window, I didn't see anything. Then said, "I'm switching off, I need to read the news, I don't understand what's going on." I went to Facebook and scrolled through the posts in the feed: "do you hear this too?". So it wasn't my imagination. At that time, my boyfriend had a difficult night. Earlier, at 2 o'clock (the same night), he wrote to me, "mom called, says that grandpa is dying, I'm going to the suburbs tomorrow." This is the same grandfather he told me about even on our first date, an important person for him, who replaced father to him. At 6 a.m. we wrote off and I find out from him that Russia had attacked. We got on the phone. He made the decision to go to his family right now. I was worried because it seemed a dangerous decision for him: there might not be minibuses, he would walk and come under fire. But he had to go. I rent an apartment with my neighbors. Without saying goodbye, they also left and left the lights on in the corridor. At 10 a.m. he got there. I've been reading the news all this time. I was very worried because the dead appeared in his city and the military unit suffered, Zhenya disappeared for 2 hours without communication, I wrote him messages with exclamation marks. He write that he was near the military unit, everything is fine with him. I wrote several times in the comments to Russian bloggers that they should draw attention to what is happening, and they constantly banned me. I corresponded in different chat rooms. Acquaintances from abroad asked what was going on. A lot of parallel correspondence, continuous news. At 11-12 in the morning, I remembered that I hadn't eaten anything for a long time. I went to the supermarket and saw a queue only at the entrance, going outside the store. People came out with 2-3 carts of food and water. I was too tired to stand for so long. I didn't sleep at night, I was hungry and excited. Knowing myself, I realized that I needed to go to the pharmacy. I stood in line, bought tranquilizers with an expired prescription. I took pills at home and slept until the next morning. The situation with the supermarket was repeated. I got a nervous rash on my face. I realized that I couldn't handle being alone.