I will never forget the hopelessness I felt in the first few months of the 2020 lockdowns.

I will never forget seeing people sleep in streets, stranded and wanting to go home. Some literally dying before getting to see their families again. I didn't know how our studio will survive or where we'll get funds to keep everyone afloat. I remember waking up not wanting to get out of my room because I didn't know how to face everyone.

How can I tell them things are going to be okay when even I didn't believe they would?