Despair is a bitch. Comparing reasons for despair is torture. The horizon of normality disappears under the blizzard of anxiety.
Loneliness becomes huge to the point of we getting apart from ourselves. Probably the last device from the survival kit. Witnessing instead of acting. Nothing left to feel except for the omnipresent squeeze on the chest. Absolute paralysis. Ever growing pressure from a flow of tears that will never come.
There is anger, of course. All seems unfair and that view isn’t far from truth. Nature is unfair. Justice is a human creation and we’re still far away to get it done, complete and effective. Casualties are expected, injuries and death. Mental wounds give away our flesh.