Tag: Poland

Freedom, how wonderful

The moment you become an inmate, you begin to recognize your mistakes and cherish your past life.

You realize that before committing any act, you need to think 150 times. “Is this necessary?”

You realize that there is no such thing as a hopeless situation. There is only one truly hopeless situation—when they are screwing the lid shut on your coffin. Everything else is SOLVABLE.

If you think your life is terrible—evaluate your surroundings. Tell me who your friend is, and I will tell you who you are.

Start reading. Change your worldview. Write down your thoughts. Learn new foreign languages for yourself. Forget the phrase “no time.” Forget it! There is plenty of time; you just don’t notice it or you waste it on nonsense. Establish a routine. Set an alarm with a terrible melody so you have to jump out of bed and turn it off immediately. Then you will get used to waking up at the same time.

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The heavy burden of light decisions – PART 2

This is a second letter from a previous post

Three months have passed since my arrest, along with my beloved partner.

We are from Ukraine, and our family is there, where the war has been ongoing for over two years. I worry every day about my family, and about my little son. You never know which home a rocket will strike.

I find myself behind bars, without internet, a phone, or contact with my relatives.

I don’t know how to hold a pen in my hands.

I feel terrible when I see news about my country, but I cannot call my mother to find out if everything is okay. I was very worried about how my mother’s heart would react when she learned that her daughter and son-in-law were deprived of freedom due to their own foolishness. I am scared that something might happen to them and I won’t find out.

Or that I will find out, but too late.

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The heavy burden of light decisions – PART 1

In 2019, we moved to Poland for work because we couldn’t find employment in our small town in the Odesa region of Ukraine. Our initial six-month visa expired just as the coronavirus pandemic began, but we were given special documents that allowed us to stay. We later applied for the Karta Pobytu (residence permit).

On February 22, 2022, we received our residence cards and planned a trip home to see our family, especially our son. Two days later, February 24, 2022, the war in Ukraine began.

Our family was strongly against us returning due to the Russian invasion. My mother assured us they were safe and our town was protected. We decided to stay and work, believing the war wouldn’t reach them. We mainly worked in large warehouses and factories. Our income covered rent, food, and utilities, and we managed to send some money home, though not as often as we wished.

Our major mistake was not knowing how to save. Whenever life brought a problem—a sudden toothache, a broken car, delayed wages, or reduced work hours—we ran into financial trouble. Over four years in Poland, we accumulated significant debt. We managed to make payments, but the burden was heavy. Every winter brought problems, preventing us from celebrating my December birthday, the New Year, and even my partner’s birthday. We realized that money was the solution to all our issues.

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