I haven't seen anyone post this Eteri's last instagram "letter", so here is the translation.
"Less than a year ago I wrote a letter in which I wanted to share what I felt throughout this year. My friends stopped me from publishing it because at that moment it would seem as a weakness. I have strange, mixed feelings. It would seem that I reached a peak of sports achievements and professional happiness. So many years of endless work, two medals at the Olympics (gold and silver). Two! *Be happy, smile at least! *
But I'm sick at heart with all this unspoken pain. And now I can't help myself, so I will write.
On the day of my departure to Japan for the training camp my mother had a stroke. First she was partially paralyzed and then it turned out that she had a brain cancer.
And then? And then everything was a blur. My daughter lived in a school because she didn't want to live at home alone. My mother was in the hospital and in critical condition. My daughter cried on the phone, she was alone in Moscow. We fought for my mother's life with this devastating diagnosis.
The Olympics. The medals. The victory ceremony. All the people congratulate me, look me in the eye and seek happiness, but I don't have it. Only pain.
And after we returned to Moscow, there was this constant fight for the life of my mother, maybe not even a fully conscious life. I refused to accept that my mother was going to die.
My father did not live to see Sochi Olympics just half a year, and my mother could not realize (that we won) and be happy for this Olympics.
And then there was this strange leaving of my pupils... One of them I would alway set as an example (?) and for whom I have done 200% of 100% possible in sports. And then these accusations... It wasn't even painful anymore. (She means she felt kinda numb).
They say the God gives us what we deserve and what we can endure. And I thank God that my work of many years in sports resulted in the highest sports achievements. And give us strength, God, to overcome this page in our lives.
And now, almost two years after, I can say that I have turned this page. Thank you my friends, loved ones and my parents.