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You can escape but only forward

 

The pandemic has been in our lives for two years. The whole world is struggling with it, many people have lost their loved ones, their jobs, their financial and spiritual safety. What can you do when the situation seems hopeless and there is nothing to hold onto? The answer is simple, it’s hard to act. But we cannot give up, we must move forward! Our goal is to bring hope with this story to those who lost their relatives.

Theatre means a lot to me, I love being on stage, rehearsing, stepping on stage with my colleagues. It’s truly an exceptional way to earn my living doing what I adore. Everything was going well, my life was great, then suddenly problems started to arise. The virus appeared. There was less and less work, the money to live on became uncertain and a crisis in my partner relationship reared its head. Long months have passed, there was nothing to do, I had to take actions. I tried my luck in the Netherlands, I took a job in a factory. 

Life started to become normal again, or so I thought for a while. I had to face a horrible thing. In April 2021 we lost my mother. I had an extremely tight relationship with her, we were really close to each other, as if we were accomplices. She was my anchor, so losing her caused immeasurable pain to me. It’s still incomprehensible. I spent months mourning her in my heart, but the feelings of loss never pass. 

The tragedy brought the family together again. We supported each other with my siblings and with my father in these tough times. It was important to us to feel, and make the others feel that we are always there for each other. Time and work helped. We buried ourselves into work because it’s too much of a luxury to crack. Then a few days ago painful news came, we had to say goodbye to my father as well. The death of Dad meant that we were really left alone, I only have my siblings now.

The loss of my parents is a huge tragedy. I will carry it throughout my whole life, however, I can’t crack up. I won’t give up! I’m working, living, I have jobs and obligations that I must fulfil. The wound is still fresh, but I must press forward on my journey. 

I learned one thing for sure. Even if there’s nothing to hold onto, you must go on. My friends supported me in this period, I don’t even have to say a word and they have my back. They reach out to me, call me, help me in everything. They stand by me without asking. The other day, my dear friend organized a public fundraising campaign for me and that’s how I got a laptop I can work on. I’m grateful that I’m surrounded by people like them. We cannot forget one thing: there will always be a person who cares about you!

Norbert Varga


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