Leaving Sevastopol with Her Children Amid Rising Tensions

Guys, it's so interesting. Just yesterday, I was the person who thought that yes, everything would be fine, we'd get through this, and I wouldn't leave Crimea.

But today I've already packed my suitcase, I'm packing my bag, and tomorrow we are leaving with the girls.

Lesha is staying for now. Maybe it's for the best, because it's better if we leave first, and Lesha will catch up by car.

I hope he'll finally use his head and realize that there's nothing so mega-important here, that this boat can just sit there, the house can just stand, and we'll lock it, seal it, let the cameras work and everything else, and nothing will happen to it.

The main thing is for all of us to leave and be together. I hope this smart thought catches up with him, and he catches up with us.

But my entire state of mind suddenly started telling me that something is just not right, that something needs to change.

A couple of days ago, I ignored my intuition. Today, I don't want to let this intuition go.

All my relatives called me, asking what is going on with you.

I understand that everything could turn out very badly.

And since, thank God, I have a choice, for now, I choose to leave.

You all watch the news feeds anyway, so you understand, as adults, what this could all lead to.

I hope everything will be fine, I'm just leaving to my mom's for a vacation, for about a month.

Guys, that's the story, so for now I'm making this decision, I'm leaving Sevastopol, and I just hope that everything will be fine, because my gut feeling and my family's, all the women in my family today are just in some kind of wild panic.

Except for Lyosha's mom, she is just being completely reasonable a person who carefully conveys information to everyone and their thoughts.

Anyway, everyone is still worried. And I'm simply obligated to get my ass up and take my kids out of here.

That's it.