Where do I begin to write about the highs and lows of these 500 war days?

How to describe indescribable feelings of shock, despair and anger covering you from head to toes like a tsunami wave?

You try breathing some air in but the weight of water pulls you down to the bottom.

I will never forget how I found out that the war started. My then ESL student texted in the group chat saying “ it has started” and sent us a photo of the map of Ukraine with arrows pointing to the direction where russians attacked my country.

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