Seeing well-written opinion pieces with headlines like ‘What happens if Ukraine loses?’ in western media as a Ukrainian feels surreal because the authors are talking about geopolitics and you’re sitting in Kyiv thinking ‘oh, well I guess I might die or lose my home forever?’.
And listen, it’s not a new feeling, since this very time in 2022 was even more deeply horrifying, but I really really really don’t want to go through the experience of fleeing your own home and wondering if you’ll ever see it again all over again.
I spent the first three-ish months of the full-scale invasion on the outskirts of Ternopil, and while it’s a lovely town, and I will always be thankful that my family and I had a safe-ish place to go to back then, I’ll never forget having nightmares about never seeing Kyiv again.
And the feeling of waking up every two hours to check the news and get in touch with your loved ones to ask them if they’re still safe. Or the feeling of sobbing the entire car drive back home because you’re horrified that you’re making a mistake by taking your kid back to
the capital of a country that’s being invaded, as well as a city that was pretty much encircled just a few weeks ago. Or driving through Hostomel for the first time since it was occupied by russian forces and sobbing because all of the places you used to hang out at now bear
the traces of unspeakable violence and so much pain and heartbreak. Anyway, I guess I’m a little emotional just thinking about all of this.
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Alright, I went to my husband’s best friend’s birthday yesterday, and here’s a little linguistic case study for you guys. I’ve known this group of friends since about 2016, and for a while we all used to speak russian when hanging out together.
My husband and I spoke Ukrainian to one another from the first day we met, since we both come from (predominantly) Ukrainian-speaking families, but we’d switch to russian with these particular friends since most of them preferred to speak russian.
Since the start of the full-scale invasion said best friend’s wife switched to Ukrainian, while he himself still mostly speaks russian, except when talking to their two infant daughters (and, as of late, to their two cats). Another couple have completely switched to Ukrainian,
You know why there are so many people who consider/used to consider themselves to be ‘ethnic Russians’ in the eastern and southern regions of Ukraine? Two reasons. If you could pass for an ethnic russian in the USSR by slightly changing your surname and switching to speaking
russian then you did, because it would literally give your perks and move your career and get you better treatment. So now we have hundreds of thousands of families who changed their surnames and identities just a few decades — like my family on my grandmother’s side used to
Many Ukrainians such as myself grew up with New Year’s Eve being the biggest and most anticipated holiday of the winter season. New Year’s was when most of us got presents under the tree as kids, and winter festivities as a whole were mostly known as ‘новорічні святаʼ (new year’s
festivities). The reason for this was, of course, yet again the goddamn Soviet Union, which spent decades persecuting Christians and other religious people, trying to wipe out local traditions, and purposefully popularised New Year’s Eve as the main secular holiday of the year.
Of course, some people held on to their traditions — my grandmother used to sneak out late in the evening to attend semi-secret Christmas mass as a young girl (‘semi-secret’ because in those days it wasn’t as explicitly banned as, say, in the thirties, but people coming home from
I might regret mentioning this topic, but I’ve seen far too many posts insinuating that the so-called collective west is arming Ukraine and not Palestine purely because it likes Ukrainians more (and because we’re white, of course), and also takes about how Putin, ‘unlike the IDF,
is holding back and not actively trying to murder all of us in cold blood.’ And guys, I can’t take this bullshittery anymore. I have tremendous sympathy for Palestinian civilians who do not deserve the horrors they’re going through — nobody does. Period.
But the main reasons why the collective west is — slowly, unenthusiastically — arming Ukraine is that the situation in Ukraine is very clear-cut in terms of international law: Ukraine has a democratically elected government, supported by the majority of the population, an armed
Ukrainians are dying. Dying. Every single goddamn day. Dying at the hands of your former classmates, your neighbours, maybe even your distant (or not-so-distant) relatives. Dying because you spent 20 years complacently watching your president accumulate more power and nurse his
imperialist ambitions. Ukrainians have been waking up to air raid sirens and explosions multiple times per night for almost two years now, and in that time you haven’t managed to convince the majority of your own countrymen — your own neighbours and classmates and relatives —
that murdering Ukrainians is bad. Instead you manage to find every single damn tweet every single Ukrainian has ever written about Navalny and swarm around it like flies screeching about how we should be grateful for everything the so-called russian opposition is doing. Not
Since you’re obviously privileged enough to live in a country that’s never been invaded, let me explain why your big ‘gotcha’ moment really isn’t one. Apologies in advance for any possible typos — Kyiv had 10 ballistic missiles fired at it tonight so I haven’t gotten much sleep.
‘Supporting a war’ when your country is the one being invaded doesn’t automatically mean being brave enough to enlist as a volunteer — although a lot of Ukrainians including my own family members and friends have been enlisting as volunteers since the very beginning of the
full-scale invasion. ‘Supporting our war’ in this case means ‘not wanting to leave other Ukrainians under russian occupation’ even if this means that, as civilians, we’ll need to deal with constant missile and drone strikes threatening to kill us in our beds for as long as it