I live inKharkiv. In 2017, I buried my daughter. I took two adopted daughters from aboarding school. One of them has schizophrenia. Then my mother died. Now I have been diagnosed with breast cancer. I am in despair. If I die, the children willgo back to the boarding school again.

I have been living in the city of Kharkiv since 2016. In 2017, I buried my daughter. She had cancer. She died in my arms. She was 28 years old. I took care of two girlsfrom a boarding school, they are of Roma nationality. Then they were 8 and 3 years old. My mother died in 2020. I was left alone with the children.

When the war started, we went to Poland. We lived in a monastery. But we had to leave it.The eldest daughter was diagnosed with childhood schizophrenia. We could notlive in a common shelter. We were returning via Lviv. My daughter wanted tojump out of the window. She was put in a psychiatric clinic for two weeks.

Then we returned to Kharkiv. Yes, there is shelling, but we are at home. And now I was diagnosed with carcinoma of the right breast. Already the third stage. I was first prescribed hormone therapy. Then there must be an operation. I feel bad, I can barely walk. We have already spent all the savings I had during the war. And Ican't work again. I am in despair. If I die, the children will go back to the boarding school again.