When they showed Liana a pile of bones and blood and said – “This is your daughter – medicine is powerless here, you can only pray and ask God that Maka stay alive,” she learned all the prayers by heart in a few days and did not get up from her knees, praying to God to give her daughter for the second time.

“The same curse haunts everyone from our family – we are blind. Our eyes eventually dry out and become completely unusable. Unfortunately, there is no cure for this, and we are doomed to live in a darkness. As if we are alive, but already dead,” says 33-year-old Nika, a mountain man.

“I am looking at myself and wondering, why was I born at all? I have not seen anything in my life, except for illness, pain, and hunger … Mom! It would be better if you had an abortion – you have not seen anything good from my father, right?! Why did you give birth to me, why?” – this is how Mary started our conversation and tears rushed streaming from her eyes.

“The sentence to suffer to such single people like me is pronounced by those officials whose duty is to take care of the suffering! I am a citizen of Georgia and am proud of it! But my God, it hurts so much! I think that such an attitude towards people is unacceptable!

The only bright memory in the life of 54-year-old Gohar is how her grandmother bought her candy 50 years ago! That’s it! Her heart is a graveyard of unfulfilled dreams and shattered hopes. She was two years old when her father left the family. He never saw his daughter again. But Gohar saw from afar how he hugged and kissed his other children.

My only son has been in this unbearable condition for thirty years now. Do you understand my pain and my helplessness? No, you don’t, and I beg God that none of you will ever know this grief! Looking at my son’s torment for thirty years is… this… this is the harshest sentence, a heavy cross, which is already very hard for me to bear alone. That’s why, I want you to hear my plea. Talking about it out loud is as hard as the suffering itself. But, if I don’t speak out now, if you don’t help me, don’t support me, we will perish…” – Mrs. Lali Koplatadze cannot hold back her tears, telling us about her misfortune.