This war has taken us through a hurricane of feelings. Some days I am very angry at the whole world. Some days I'm grieving all that we had lost. And some days I don't feel anything at all. 

Those days, I'm feeling particularly helpless.
 
A few days ago, there was a bombing so close to us. We thought it was going to hit us. The explosion was so deafening and the tent looked like it was going to fly off. And the second after the explosion, we heard something fall near us. Less than a half metre away from where my sister and my niece in her arms were sleeping. I was a split of a second and a half metre away from losing the person I love most in this world. 

I entered medical school because I wanted to save people's lives, and now I am helpless to save even the lives of the people I love. 

The only thing that gets me through the day is the hope of completing my education and the chance of getting my family to safety and rebuilding our life back.