This year, I fled with my four children (aged 15, 14, 12, and 3) from my husband, who subjected me to physical and psychological abuse. As court proceedings are still ongoing, I continue to face pressure and threats from my former husband. He does not pay child support, so we survive on my earnings and social benefits. My children and I live in one room in a dormitory. We are in need of warm winter footwear for myself and two of my children.

I have breast cancer. I underwent surgery on December 12 and am currently in the hospital. I am raising two children on my own, aged 17 and 7. My younger child has autism and requires regular therapy sessions, which I am financially unable to afford. I have no one to help me: my husband left, my parents have passed away, and I do not have my own housing. I live with my children in a dormitory. We do not have enough money for basic needs, and I am currently unable to return to work. I am asking for help.

On August 5, 2025, a terrible tragedy happened to my husband: an enemy drone dropped an explosive on him in our yard. He sustained a blast injury to the head, a comminuted skull fracture, and numerous associated injuries. Everything we had built over the years was also destroyed by fire, and our yard was completely ruined. All of the savings we had were almost entirely exhausted during his treatment, and we are now living on social benefits that are not enough. I am in despair.

I have breast cancer. At this stage, I have already completed my first course of chemotherapy. It is provided free of charge, but I will need to purchase supportive therapy to protect my other organs. I am a single mother raising two children: a 13-year-old daughter and a 7-year-old son with a disability. Due to my physical condition, I had to leave my job, so we are currently living on my son’s disability benefits and social assistance as a low-income family. I am asking for help.

I work as a hospital orderly and also take care of my own mother together with a neighbor. My mother is 86 years old; she has survived three strokes and is now bedridden. Our neighbor is 92 years old and is a bit more mobile. My mother and I live in Kharkiv. After missile strikes, the windows in our apartment were blown out, and we have no money to replace them. I heat the room with an electric heater, and half of my salary goes to paying for electricity and utility bills. I am asking for support.

I am in my second trimester of pregnancy and have been left completely on my own without support. I left the father of my unborn child due to his constant shouting and emotional pressure, as I grew up in a family where violence was used as a method of upbringing: my father beat my mother and us, the children. As soon as I turned 17, I left home. At 18, I went abroad to earn money and managed to buy a house, but it is currently uninhabitable. I am now living at a friend’s place. I am raising funds for childbirth.