She was not prepared

I was not prepared for a sudden change in life. My past, before the

war, did not involve moving to another environment.. These changes

are not according to plans.

Everything that is happening to me now seems like a long dream.

The life in which I found myself is happening beyond the limits of the

possible and normal. It seems like a fairy tale. Against the

 

background of pain from separation and feelings of guilt. With these

feelings, it is impossible to plan my life normally or adequately

evaluate myself. Although my feelings resonate with the sincere

actions of friends, acquaintances in Ukraine and the support and help

of those who are close to me here, where I am separated from my

usual planned, understandable life.

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My inner world strives to be where I felt myself, whole, where

everything is familiar and close and you can make plans... The body

is far from this place. Consciousness tries to assure me that I did

everything right, saving part of my universe from war. I divide myself

into parts. And I scatter myself around life. Having split into parts, I

seem to have dissolved into the universe.

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Far from home, new meetings, new conditions build my current

everyday life instead of me. I'm trying to wake up from a fairy dream

to take control of my life. Instead, I feel like a blank slate where my

Destiny can paint me any way it wants.