Lucky, unlucky. We were three in the room; three shocking faces were staring at each other. We could not believe the words that we just heard; corona-virus was in the city! I remember how many feelings went through me when I heard the words but the most intense was uncertainty; What now? No one knew what now, and at the same time everyone knew; the city would be under quarantine, it was just a matter of time. No one knew how the pandemic will impact their lives, especially when you are far from home. Fear is a strong feeling and crucial for survival. I would call the fear utmost feeling than motivation. It was fear that led me to do the courageous things that I did, the fear of losing my dreams and living the life that I don't want. I acted out of fear, not motivation. And it was again fear that made me stay in Latvia in the time of the pandemic, it was fear that made me find a job as soon as possible, it was fear that made me use the public transport every day to go to work, I acted out of fear; fear to lose what I have, to give up. The pandemic hit everything and everyone. Before it hit us emotionally, it hit us financially, we lost our jobs, our plans were ruined. And it was not a time to rely on someone because someone also was already hit by the situation. Just in a few weeks, I had to make so many important decisions than I ever did in my life. There was no time to overthink, to suffer, to pity. It was a time of actions, decisions, and consequences. I decided to stay in Latvia, the priority was to find a job, I knew if I head back home, I would not be able to come back: it was too much risk. In a split of a second, long-term plans gave way to short-term plans: surviving the crisis. Afterward was just a fantasy. FUTURE was just a hope, hope that everything is going to be alright. Plans of traveling, working, saving money for studies were no more a reality. At that time no one cared to think about how we are going to deal with the issues that will come later. “I will cross that bridge when it comes to it”. Things were not that easy. When I want to talk about my family only one thing always comes to my mind: you the only one who you can rely on. Pessimism is good sometimes, when we realize that we the only ones who solve our problems, we'll be less disappointed. “Why? Why me? What if things were different?” the questions that coronavirus left everyone, at least me. Another wave that pandemic caused was emotional, the hardest one to deal with. It was the time when I was exhausted when the determination was worn out, and only frustration was left but the situation still was not good, problems were still there, coming. Instincts were surrendering to despair, ways were closing from all the sides, the mind was tired, depression was coming. Maybe it already was there, always been there. It takes only one pointing finger at you of your family saying “you can do nothing” to take you to the point that you think you can not dig yourself from. Emotions are pretty powerful weapons. Yet, I was not sick, I was still where I was, I still had a job, I was still on my way, that was important. There is a good phrase, there are actually two good phrases: “nothing lasts forever” and “everything that does not kill you makes you stronger”. Strength comes from experience, not from muscles, I figured this out. In the end, I would say “It was my journey through the pandemic” but it is a bit early to say that because the journey is not over yet! So, I say what I can say: wash your hands and keep a distance of two meters from each other.