Butyrka. Prison notebook

I was a successful TV presenter - in those days when watching TV was not shameful. My husband Alexei Kozlov was a successful entrepreneur - with all the attributes of the style that we would now be shy. It all ended on one day when a prison entered our lives. Friends, communications and even relatives suddenly ended. The money, success and new dresses ended. The prison lines, the search for lawyers, programs, court hearings, travel in the near and distant zones of the country began.
We fought and won. We met many beautiful and amazing people on both sides of the barbed wire that suffered, loved, joked, helped each other. We tried to save them in our life, not to miss a single one - this was born the movement “Rus sitting”, which is trying to help people who are faced with unknown, incomprehensible, terrible.
You are now holding prison diaries that we conducted At the same time: Alexey in prison, I am in the wild. We wrote for each other to know, understand, feel and save. Soon it became clear that the diaries should be published. I was afraid, repeating the usual, Russian, prison: No matter how worse it was. My husband convinced me that it would not be worse, and was right. But then I did not know this, therefore, neither in Butyr blog, nor in the first edition of the diaries there was his name.
The period that Alex was originally received was supposed to end in 2016-eight years. Alexei has long been free, works and helps me in “Russia"s Russia”. And we want to tell you only one thing: do not be afraid of anything. Do not betray yourself, fight. The prison is not the end, the prison can be the beginning of another, beautiful life in which there will be no place for anything superfluous. Ashamed and shameful