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Ordinary Life Living on the Front Line of Ukraine August 2024

Here in Khersonskaya Oblast we live along the front line, separated from russian occupied territory only by the river. Our area is much safer than many other parts of the front, but I hope it will be interesting for people to read about what life is like living here. Since our village was freed from occupation in November of 2022, we have been subjected to constant bombings, many hardships, and more recently this year a new enemy- Drones.

The dark joke here in our area is that the russians have opened a new safari park, but instead of hunting animals, they are hunting humans. This is an indescribable feeling, to know you may be hunted at anytime, for absolutely no reason at all, except that russian drone operators are sick beyond belief.

All along the extensive Kherson front, the russians send small drones with explosives attached, into our villages and the city. It is difficult because the attacks are so random, and the threat is constant. With the bombings, there is some regularity. They may bomb at anytime, but usually in bursts of 6 to 30 strikes, usually over a period of 3 minutes to 1 hour. They usually don’t often strike the villages more than 2-5 times a day. We get some breaks in between, there is recovery time. With the drones, the russians start hunting in the early morning, and we may suffer from drone attacks all through the day into the evening, in any weather. Some days there are 2-3 strikes, other days 30-40 hits. Because the drones are so small and quiet, you can’t hear them until they are almost directly overhead.

Who are they hunting? Civilians. They are truly creating a “human safari park”. In our village there are still a few families with children, quite a few middle aged people, but the majority of the population is elderly. The drones drop down low into the village, and hunt among the houses & streets. They hit whatever or whoever they take a fancy to. Sometimes they run out of battery, and the controllers just run them into whatever is nearest that they can damage. A house, barn, animal, electric pole. But more often they specifically target people, civilian cars, humanitarian workers, and first responders.

In our village alone there have been too many attacks for me to keep track of, but here are a few examples..recently russian drones have hit a woman driving her car to buy bread, an 80 year old grandfather riding his bicycle, an elderly couple sitting on their front porch, the hospital, the school, ambulances, fire trucks. You always have to be on constant alert. Am I doing anything that could look suspicious? Am I wearing anything that could be inflammatory? But realistically, russians don’t need any provocation or reason. Last week I was coming back from running errands in the city. As I drove around the corner, in the middle of the road were the still smoking ruins of a clearly marked international humanitarian car, destroyed by a russian drone while it was bringing food and comfort to the elderly.

One Sunday morning this summer it was so beautiful out. The sun was shinning, it was peaceful & quiet, the birds singing, pure perfection. I walked around the corner of my barn and thought, why am I hearing so many bees humming? I looked up to find the bees, and looked straight at a drone. He was hovering at my head height after coming out from searching inside my barn. There is nothing to do really in that situation, just hope & pray. He flew off and exploded into something else 2 minutes later.

Another time I was working in my flower garden, where everything is green & lush. Taking a little time for myself to relax & find comfort. As I am trimming a bush, the humming starts. At first peripherally, I am barely conscious of it. Then with a sharp shock to the nervous system, I become fully aware. The humming is louder & louder, all pervasive, surrounding you. It is right overhead. What do you do? Cover your head? Lay down? Run? What will be the least provocative? I choose to call my dog close to me, and walk slowly with her into the nearest building. I got lucky. What is the right choice with a drone? Who knows. There is no correct answer, because drones are controlled by a human. That russian operator might decide you are a juicy target. He might be looking for fun, he might be having a bad day. As a human being, this cruelty is so impossible for me to wrap my head around. What we see is the sci-fi looking, impersonal drone hovering over us…but there is actually a live human being, watching us real time behind those controls. The russians makes a conscious decision to kill or maim or let us live.

This summer was very tough for us here. In one week, the russians ran a drone into our 79 year old neighbor while he was working on his car. They destroyed his car, and he was severely injured. Then when the ambulance came to help him, they hit the ambulance & medics with another drone, loaded with explosives. Thirty minutes later, the russians multi bombed our side of the village and started massive fires in the fields across from the houses. We watched for 6 hours as the fires ran all along the sides of the village, praying they wouldn’t jump the road and catch all the houses on fire.

The next day, the russians used a drone to hit an electric box. Knocking out not only the electricity for the entire village, but also all the water systems, as the main pump is run on electricity. It became clear they did this on purpose the following evening when we sat down to a late dinner. We heard 3 bombs take off, but we are so close to their locations, we only have 2-6 seconds before they hit. You just have time to wait and hope. These bombs sounded different from normal, with a hiss and only one explosion. We were instantly on high alert. Again another set of 3, with only one hit and the strange hissing noise. Then a third time.

As soon as it stopped, we rushed outside to check. It felt like the world was on fire. Choking smoke everywhere, people screaming, the night sky was red. We quickly ran through our property checking for fires and that the animals were all ok. The russians had hit our civilian village with incendiary bombs- illegal & banned by the Geneva Convention.

This summer has been the hottest on record here. We have had consistent temperatures between 35-45 degrees celsius (95-113 Fahrenheit ) for weeks. Anyone who has ever lived in a dry, rural area knows the terror fire brings. russia uses incendiary bombs & phosphorus on civilians specifically to break our spirits. They literally use a “scorched earth” policy on us. This campaign on our village was planned…wait till the hottest, driest time. Take out electricity so it’s difficult for us to see & function, then take out the water, so we can’t fight the fires easily. Strike at night when they can create more panic & confusion, and when people are more relaxed- vulnerable. Then hit the fire trucks & first responders & people fighting the fires with drones using night vision. I can maybe understand planning a campaign & using these tactics against actual soldiers in real battle. But against ordinary people, it is an evil terrorist attack, pure and simple.

During this night, I was helpless. If our property caught fire, there was nothing I could do. In that moment, I mentally let go of my house & belongings. All I could think of was how to protect my animals. But how do that? My mind ran in frantic circles…catch the cats, put them in carriers, move them and the dogs to the root cellar. But what if everything caught fire? Would they be trapped? Die of smoke inhalation? How to save our farm animals? Just let them go free and hope for the best? Imagine this is your situation…how would you feel with the choice to watch your animals & home burn, knowing it was caused on purpose? You stand there knowing you can’t even evacuate if you wanted too, because russia would hunt your car with drones as you tried.

I am eternally grateful, that we personally survived those attacks without harm. But it is an unbelievably horrific sound to listen to houses exploding & burning all around you, knowing your fellow villagers are suffering unbearable losses. The guilt you feel that you are alright, while others are not- is very difficult. The fear of what might happen in the future, is a special terror. This is the psychological warfare russians specialize in. They want to break our spirt. It is very difficult to have to face the “what if” question on a daily, hourly, minute to minute basis. You can’t ever forget. It is hard to look ahead to the future, difficult to keep hope. It takes an enormous amount of strength, will, and faith to battle the dark fears.

I would love to say everyone here is strong & not being affected by this russian psychological warfare, but I can not. People are very depressed. They are losing hope. They are losing their homes, all they are clinging on to. They are being demoralized. Everyone is suffering from cumulative PTSD and exhaustion, not just our soldiers. People suffered dreadfully under occupation, now they have lost their jobs & lively hoods, family members have been forced to leave or gone to war, the 2.5 years of constant bombings, and now this new hybrid of drones & terrorist attacks.

Everyone has a different response to this horror russia is inflicting on us. For myself, I try to go about my day as normally as possible. If the attacks are too intense, I usually switch to indoor work. I try to do as little in wide open spaces as I can, but of course that is often not possible. I limit driving anywhere. When I drive in & out of the village, I drive as quickly as I can until I am in a safer area. I practice meditation, work in my garden, enjoy my animals, and try to find moments of peace and happiness as I can. I work hard to keep my moral up & be positive. Many people have left the village completely for safer areas. Some like my elderly neighbors- just very seldom go outside anymore, they are too afraid. Others totally ignore the drones & use dark humor to cope. They bravely go about their business without hesitation. They do the best they can to be normal. There is no right or wrong way to cope, everyone does what they need to survive physically & mentally until this war russia has inflected on us is over. It is not intense all the time. We have lighter days where there are less attacks, sometimes even for a day or two it is totally quiet. Those periods are blissful. It helps us to feel more rested, but it also brings a deep sadness. We begin to remember how wonderful life was here before the russians decided they wanted our land.

One thing I can say for sure, all of us in Ukraine desperately want to win this war and have it be over. To go back to our normal lives and begin healing. We need to be given enough ammunition & technical equipment to be able to protect ourselves & win. To save our people still in occupation. We need to be allowed to strike back at our terrorists. How can you help? Please, please, help untie our hands. Contact, write, call your politicians. Ask them for more support for Ukraine. Ask them that we be allowed to strike russian bases & airfields. Spread the word about our situation, share & tell our stories. Keep us in the news and in people’s thoughts. Donate to reputable foundations: United 24 at https://u24.gov.ua, Liberty Ukraine Foundation at https://www.libertyukraine.org, or any of the great organizations helping us if you can. Any little bit you can do will help us. We most urgently need more ammunition & technical equipment to defend ourselves.

(These articles are written anonymously with no locations for the author’s safety)

Ordinary Life on the Front Lines of Ukraine January 2024

I live in a small village in Khersonskaya Oblast, across the water from where the russians are located. I would like to describe a little of what living here is like now, due to russia’s invasion & brutal attacks.

We have been lucky, our area has had what I would call a “light” war compared to other parts of Ukraine which have been completely devastated. It is difficult, but livable. My hope is that everyone who reads this, will try and put themselves in our shoes, think about what it is like to live like this day in, day out with no end in sight, with no hope for a better future.

We were occupied from the first week of the war, and freed in November after 9 months. There was a 2 week break after we were freed, then the russians started bombing. We have had weeks of quiet, then it ramps to intense for a month, then drops back to maybe 1-2 times per day. We have been going through this for 2 years now. For the past 3 weeks, the people in our village have experienced the russians bombing us day & night, drone attacks on civilians & cars, our village ambulance was hit by a kamikaze drone, and our little local fire department was also hit. More than 30 houses have been destroyed or damaged in the past 3 weeks alone.

Before the war, this was a beautiful village by the water. So peaceful & lovely. The main industries here were fishing & agriculture. Now of course fishing is impossible. The farmers are trying to keep going, the ones who are left, but it is incredibly challenging. The fields are mined, bombing is frequent, workers are scarce, and most of the farming equipment was either stolen during occupation, or the russians bombed it afterward.

Many of the people who lived here pre war have left. The bombing, the uncertainty, is just too unbearable. This week I drove to the nearest safe city. At the bazar I met a woman who used to live in our village but left to escape the bombing. As she was talking to me about how things were in the village, tears started running down her face & she started shaking uncontrollably. Just from chatting about local news, while standing in a safe place. Her memories & trauma run that deep.

People who who stay here are often older, or people who have farm animals and don’t want to leave them. Some of us are just stubborn and don’t want to lose everything we have…our homes (many built with our own hands), our land, animals, farms, gardens, most of our belongings- our way of life. Evacuation is a terrible displacement. It is a heartbreaking, terrifying, wrenching, ongoing process that many do not want to go through.

Three days ago we had an especially bad bombing. I stay in the root cellar at night, otherwise I am woken constantly with the night bombing. It is impossible to relax & sleep in the house. You hear the bombs take off, then the whistle overhead, and suddenly your house walls feel like paper. In the root cellar, there is the illusion of safety, and at least you feel you have done as much as you can for protection. This night I was woken up by a concussion so strong that dirt was raining down the walls. The dog & cat were terrified. We all just crouched in the dark, sure the house was destroyed. I got up my courage to go up and look. As soon as I lifted up the door, I heard another bomb take off. This one hit even closer. The last one was so bad, I could hear pieces of the roof falling from above. We spent the rest of the night sleepless, worrying about what happened, but to afraid to go up and check. It is such a mixture of shock, fear & shame that it drains your strength.

The next morning, we found out two of our closest neighbors were hit. Everyone was ok, but there was a lot of damage. Our neighbor who had the worst damage, came over at 5am, ready to have me drive her to the bazar so she could sell her dairy products. Her husband was almost killed, her cows were seriously injured, one of her barns was blown to bits, and she would have lost everything if the bomb hit 2 meters closer to her house. Yet, at 5 am she is determined to go to work. To do what needs to be done. This is the ordinary hero of Ukraine. A 55 year old woman, who just picks up the pieces of the only life she has ever known and keeps going.

What is daily life like here? We are bombed frequently day or night. We are so close to the front we hear the take off, then we usually have 3-6 seconds to cover before it hits. The past several weeks they have started attacking us with drones. We often lose electricity, but the workers are amazing at getting it back on. Sometimes within hours of the bombing. They are incredibly brave, working exposed, knowing they could be targeted at anytime.

If you want to drive to the center of the village to check on your elderly mother, you know you risk death or maiming by russian drones. You can’t ever go for a simple walk with your dog. Ever. Even though you live in a beautiful area. Not only because of the bombing, but also because the russians mined everything before they left. All of the windows in your house are blacked out… for 2 years now. You keep a to go bag constantly ready in case, gas masks are in the root cellar, food & supplies stashed everywhere, medical supplies & cat carriers by the door. Just in case. Always, just in case.

Yet the most important thing, is that life must go on. We all try to live our life as normally as possible. The animals need to be fed, the barns cleaned, weeds are pulled, gardens are planted. When you are working in the garden and a drone comes circling over you, you just quietly keep doing what you are doing and pray they will leave you alone. If you are cleaning the stalls and a bomb goes off, you shelter for 5 mins, then continue with what you were doing.

As one grandmother here says when people ask her to leave…This was my great grandmothers house, my grandmothers, my mothers, and now mine. Why do I have to leave? Why is russia trying to make me? What would I do? What kind of a life would I have somewhere else? What would happen to my animals? I had a perfect life here before the russians. If I left, I would have nothing. This is why people don’t want to just leave, and this is heroism.

Friends in other countries often say to me, you need to do things for your mental health. I agree, but as I go down my pre war list of stress relief go to’s, most things are out. Go for a walk-no, take a bath- well if there is hot water (seldom) and if you can relax (questionable), meditation- until a bomb interrupts. Sitting for a few minutes and enjoying the quiet & being grateful we can still hold on is often the best. Enjoying a funny minute watching your dog or cats play. Those are the things that keep you sane.

Please I ask, if this glimpse into our lives touches you in any way…please call, write your political leaders or congress people urgently and ask for support for Ukraine. We need support to be able to strike into russia and protect ourselves. Donate to United 24 at https://u24.gov.ua, Liberty Ukraine Foundation at https://www.libertyukraine.org, or any of the great organizations helping us if you can. We are desperate for victory, and to an end of this war. We just want to be free to begin to heal & recover.

(These articles are written anonymously with no locations for the author’s safety)