These are words my brother-in-law uses...

we share in an online group and sometimes discuss topics like this...

He occasionally enjoys and dabbles in writing, although he has never published a book.

It's a well-worn topic, and perhaps boring for some, but it's difficult not to talk about it since he's in Venezuela and I'm abroad.

""We live in a state of constant hypervigilance, over-calculating every minute to manage to cook, work, or study before everything shuts down"...

"This invisible planning is an exhausting mental burden that drains our emotional reserves"...

"It's the weariness of feeling like we have no control over our own lives"...

These phrases keep running through my head, and I wonder if I'm exaggerating, or if this is really slowly killing the people who still survive there, those who disguise the misery of a dictatorship with a deeply rooted socialist ideology, sadly instilled in the youth, with a smile...

My older sister still lives in Venezuela, and her video calls are a demonstration of positivity and stability...

But deep down, her two daughters, who are right in the crucial stage of adolescence, suffer the effects of the constant and repeated power outages...

It's a situation I wouldn't wish on anyone, since eight years ago, when I still lived there, I sometimes felt depressed by the same situation.

My eldest son was just a few months old, and being a tropical country, the mosquitoes and the heat were unbearable.

As a father, I couldn't sleep, constantly worried that my son would be able to rest peacefully.

And I think that no matter how optimistic your mindset is, psychologically, there will come a breaking point where your mind collapses, you become depressed, and you inevitably fall into a state of despair, and a power outage or suspension of electricity becomes a turning point in your daily life...

If the power wasn't interrupted all day, you had something like:

"A wonderful day"...