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Sara Robinson's avatar

You write so beautifully. We left the US a bit over two weeks ago, letting ourselves out through a narrow legal door we built for ourselves 20 years ago. It will not be easy, especially for the first couple of years. But yes: I talk to my friends still in the US, and the survivors' guilt is starting to ring loudly in my ears.

We're not out of Trump's reach where we are. No place on this planet is. But we are two big steps back from the insanity that's going on in the US, and that does make daily life considerably more sweet and sane. Our family is mostly together. We can provide for ourselves. And we are among people who still share the mutual trust that is the foundation of civilization, and uphold a thick social contract that makes a functioning democracy possible. Their daily actions hold open a future in our new home that is no longer possible in the US.

Being able to leave is a rare privilege, and the moment-to-moment relief and gratitude I'm feeling is deeply mingled with guilt over the fate of those we left behind. I don't know if I can disentangle this. I'm not sure it would be moral to try. I suspect your Ukrainian friends understand this feeling very well. I wish you all the best in finding an answer that allows them to stay.

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Sally V's avatar

Excruciating and so beautifully expressed. I know when I’m truly shattered because I don’t hear music. I love music and believe it connects us — as One — and that it’s a miraculous gift from God. But there’s just silence right now and a cyclone swirling in my skull like you described. There’s one piece I deeply love, gonna spin it up after I listen to U2, see what happens. Thanks, Holly.

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