My husband has recieved a conscription letter 💔

It's been 10 days since he received the letter. He was outside when they came to our apartment – I looked for him through the window, and when he came back, I gestured to him to walk away, while the recruiters were still knocking on our door inside the staircase, so they never saw him – nevertheless, the letter is considered received whether or not they can prove that he received it, and we had to move within 3 days because they'll be looking for him at his address from time to time now.

We have been staying in someone else's apartment for a week now, and from tomorrow we'll finally have this place to ourselves. I look forward to having a drink and cleaning it. I had to travel in Ukraine without Slavik, to get my yearly paperwork done – that + the move, anxiety, and lack of privacy, has completely exhausted me.

Men are not allowed to leave the country, and have to hide from the recruiters. We are not soldiers, we are simply civilians who try to stay alive. The people who live right above us are hiding here too. Every oblast have a group chat online, which we use to inform each other of the recruiters whereabouts. The recruiters pick up men on the streets, in workplaces, and inside shops. This is a very dangerous time for my husband.

I began feeling a deep hopelessness in my entire body, the day after we moved. I kept thinking that the war won't end, and if the war doesn't end, every last man in the country will eventually die, including my husband. I couldn't snap myself out of it for days.

I feel better now, and try to do things which make me feel normal, but I am very stressed. I can't wait for tomorrow to come around, and will try to get some much needed rest tonight. I wish you all a lovely day/evening. 🌃