The day when Russia stopped hiding its true intentions towards Ukraine and openly attacked. The day the world let it happen. The day that showed what politicians' statements and international agreements are worth.

You said a mouthful here. When all was said and done in the Western halls of government, it galls me to see how much was said and how little was done. And my country is the main culprit, with Democrats making big pledges and then having Republicans reneg on them because they don't find it convenient to spare a few pennies per citizen per day.

What is all this for? What is the final goal? Maybe eventually it will happen what did not happen in the first days of the war. Maybe our husbands, brothers and sons will die on the war one by one, and women with children will end up under the rubble of houses hit by missiles. And we will never know what the politicians felt, who kept delaying the help, not letting us die quickly, but dragging out this bloody struggle for many years.

You can't let yourself feel like this. Wearing a population down like this, killing their loved ones until they'd rather submit than fight, targeting families because they can't beat an armed force toe-to-toe, is how Russia has enslaved their neighbors since the days when their military was still led by Potemkin. They did it to Silistria, they did it to Ochakov, and in latter days they did it to Chechnya and South Ossetia. But in every case, yielding to them only encouraged their bloodthirstiness by convincing them they were right. And if you fall, Russia will spend generations brainwashing your children's generation, and their children's generation, that they were right and that you owe them gratitude for "liberating" you.