I am sitting under orange trees in Spain, yet for some reason, my heart has sunk back there, where the sirens are wailing...

Hi everyone! I need to get this off my chest because I’m still trembling inside, and I need to share it with someone.

I’ve been living in sunny Spain for quite some time now. You know, life here has a leisurely pace: the sea, the sun, morning coffee, palm trees... To be honest, I’d grown used to living in my own cozy cocoon and didn't really pay much attention to world news—it felt like all that pain was far away, something on a screen that didn't touch me personally.

Last night, the algorithms in my feed served up an article about what is happening in Ukraine right now. As I read it, the ground seemed to give way beneath me. I learned about the overnight ballistic missile strikes on Kyiv, the fires breaking out in residential areas, and how people are once again huddling in basements—while in the morning, buses are blown up and peaceful cities suffer.

I was overcome by such a fierce sense of shame for my own tranquility and blind indifference... How could I simply go on enjoying life all this time, when at this very moment, someone is losing their loved ones, their home, and the very ground beneath their feet? I’m sitting on the terrace now, gazing at this flawless Spanish sky, yet there is a lump in my throat.

Guys and girls, tell me—do you also feel like the world we know is bursting at the seams? How do you cope with that sense of powerlessness—when you want to embrace the whole world, yet you’re so far away?

I’m looking for a grounded, deep man here—someone with whom I can share real feelings, not just talk about the weather. Someone who shares this pain and doesn’t turn away from reality. Let’s support each other.