Were you thinking of going somewhere far away at once? After the experience of 2014. Not to a country house nearby, but somewhere in the direction of Lviv or Kyiv?
At first, no. I have friends who are in Armed Forces and fighting now, I know what skills our soldiers have. There were no such thoughts. We went to the countryside because we realized that there will be no work in the city now. The first two days I just tried to figure it out, I couldn't sleep. All these flashbacks from 2014 and the understanding that it is repeating now. All the little problems immediately fade into the background, it was not even close to the war. All these years there was only one thing in my mind - this bullshit should never happen again. But it did.
We stayed there for about a month and later decided to go further to Dnipro. When we came to the city, we were volunteering with friends, as everyone does now. Everyone is trying to help as much as he can.
A friend of mine once said to me: why do you repost all these posts on Instagram? For example, the post: "We are going from Kramatorsk to Dnipro, Rivne, Kropyvnytskyi and there is one free place".
So, he says: why are you posting this? And I told him: dude, you can save someone's life with this post. Someone is sitting, flipping through the IG, stumbled upon a post, immediately called his grandfather, grandmother, friend – hey, some people are people going there, and they have a free place. Here's a phone number. If you can't go online, you can't go anywhere. The life of one Ukrainian is a thousand times more expensive than the life of all Russians together.
Also, we had 3 dogs, so it was a bit complicated to find housing. We found a house in Verkhnyodniprovsk and left the next day. It was a long way, with checkpoints everywhere, and traffic jams. We had a full tank, but in a traffic jam fuel consumption is different. And you always think about what is better: to turn off the engine or not. On the way, we were refused to rent the house we were going to. This story also knocked me out of my mind. At that moment, we were more than halfway there. There was a curfew in the evening, and we were homeless. But then some good people gave us an apartment near Kamyanske and let us go with the dogs. We settled down, lived there, and then our friends called and invited us to Kyiv.