The contrast between what it feels inside and how it looks like outside.
Every single day feels likes a battle that should be fought hard, hopefully to win, safely.
A battle that feels getting (morally) harder and harder each passing day.
It feels like being in the ‘light’ version of one of the best movies where Roberto Benigni won the best actor in 1999.
Walking in a very thin line between staying strong, sane, and positive while dealing with continous anxiety and sad news to keep going.
In this kind of situation, survive alone, that seems one huge thing that matters the most.