16/ The memories were overwhelming him, and he wanted to kill us, he thought he was there again and we were the enemy. We would come back after a month or two. To the murdered house, to the man we both loved.
Full-scale invasion and national resilience, broadcasted live.
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Witnessing abuse, adopting father’s harmful behavior pattern.
17/ Watching this, seeing my father beating my mother, humiliating her, insulting her, I started to adopt exactly his pattern of behaviour.
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Abuse and pain: unbearable reality, amplified by alcohol and sex
13/ She said it was unbearable to be around him sober. And that when she was drunk she didn't feel the pain of being beaten as much. Years later I found out it wasn't just from the beatings but also from the constant sex.
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Childhood fear of domestic violence and mother’s suffering
11/ He used to beat her. I remember lying on the floor in my room and being insanely afraid that she was going to die. They were always fighting very loudly, my mother would cry and ask him to stop. When this happened he wasn't always drunk.
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Love, marriage, children, trust, and an inability to leave despite his return.
10/ She was in love with him, married him, had two children with him and trusted him to bring up her eldest daughter, and when the man came back like that, she still couldn't leave.
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Brother’s suicide attempts fueled by father’s hate and feeling unwanted
8/ My brother had a few suicide attempts under his belt before he was 18, because thanks to his father he believed he was an unnecessary child, that he was hated just for being there. When my brother really messed up, he really believed he was going to get killed.
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Love at first sight: a lifelong connection.
My mother and father met at university, and my mother knew from the first look, the first conversation, that she would spend the rest of her life with this man, and that was what kept her from giving him up, even when it was not too late.
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Childhood memories: father’s love, ice cream, and happy moments
4/ She already had a child, but he managed to please my then-2-year-old sister. Personally, I had a relatively quiet time. I remember more of the good stuff, how my dad loved me, how he rolled me on his shoulders, how he spoiled me with ice cream and kisses.
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Life with a War Survivor: A Difficult Experience
2/ From @sualurr: I'll tell you about life with a man who survived the war. Spoiler: it's fucked up. The thread is very long, more for those who think they'll come back a hero.
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Peremoha Cinema Damaged in Bakhmut, Ukraine
GeoConfirmed. "Damaged Peremoha cinema in Bakhmut"
(11 SEP) 48.588102, 37.969432 GeoLocated by @IPHRosint