Safe "territory"

The first sex with a second cousin, the older sister, whom parents love stronger, and endless loneliness - this was what Sveta's life looked. Once she decided to figure it out with everything

Mother Svetlana always cited the older sister as an example: look at what kind of Natasha is funny, brave and active. Oh, Nata already had a boy. Nata is the elder of the class. NATU everyone loves. In general, Natasha has always been well done. The picture in Sveta’s head has developed this: they will love her if she looks like an older sister.

Sveta tried very hard to match. She joked and laughed loudly. Forced herself to participate in endless concerts, KVNs and school holidays. There were also summer camps, where the sisters were always sent together. Looking at the elder, Sveta lit and tried the “steppe” aperitif, which was poured into glasses hidden in the dining room. Only the moment remained unresolved with the boys. After all, Nata already had “everything”, and therefore the light is time.

And then my grandmother happened to the holidays. That summer, together with the sisters, a second cousin from distant Moscow came to the village. The garden of 16-year-old teenagers was little interested in. They conscientiously served in good faith to arrange personal life in the evening. It so happened that the kisses and attempts of the first sex at Sveta happened to the second cousin. And in the morning in the world he fell: she scolded herself, ashamed and could not look into her brother's eyes, who seemed to be no longer a relative. It was impossible to be in the same house with him, to leave too. Beloved grandmother invited her grandchildren for the whole summer.

And every day turned into a nightmare. Sveta woke up with one thought: to live, endure, squeeze her teeth and pretend that everything is fine. Sister and brother had lunch, watched TV, joked, smoked at the house and drank beer on the river bank. And Sveta thought only about one thing: it was guilty, guilty, guilty! Once, unable to withstand jokes about her “lean face”, Sveta ran out of the house at night and wandered under a storm in a dark village. And at that moment she was anyway: whether they would pick her up, rape or kill her. And the next day, she gutted her grandmother’s first aid kit, carefully read the instructions and poured a hill of drugs. But there was not enough courage.

And someone is enough. Not courage - despair. Every year in our country, the life of 200 children and 1,500 adolescents end in suicide. According to the number of suicides among minors, Russia ranks first in Europe.

Every day, psychologists of the charity project “Your Territory” receive at least one message from a teenager who thought about suicide. They are also told about violence, humiliation, family problems and mockery at school. Psychologists communicate with adolescents in anonymous online chat at your territory. Online.

“Writing about the most terrible thing in your life is easier than pronouncing aloud,” says Natalya Lebedeva, head of charity projects of the Your Territory Foundation. She says that her interlocutors feel: loneliness and hopelessness. The feeling that what is happening to you will never happen again and with anyone.

Employees of the Fund consult twelve hours, but manage to answer only half of those who turned. This means that someone will not receive help here and now. Someone will never receive help.

Online chat can work around the clock, but the fund needs funds for this. Each of us can pay for an hour of work of a specialist - this is 100 rubles. This is 40 times cheaper than taking a good psychologist in Moscow. And hundreds of times faster.

By the way, the girl Sveta everything turned out safely. After a while, she found her “safe territory” - she worked with a psychologist, figured out herself, accepted her sister and brother. This is a happy ending.

We can make hundreds of other stories about frightened and lonely children end well.

We can do it right now.