“...Mitya, my husband, arranged everything. Of course, with the support of my mother. And when they are together, this is already strength. A powerful force, where does Masha go! To be fair, she understood their concern, but she was not going to share it. And the blues were strong. She squeezed with iron paws so she couldn’t escape. Masha didn’t even try. I've been lying in bed all day - don't come near me, I'll kill you. My nerves were gone. But the reason was compelling, so what. Well, Mitya started fussing, connected his mother, and it began - doctors, psychologists, trainings, etc., etc...”