Get up every day in the morning with the uncertainty of what may happen, with the pessimism that things get worse every day, with the constant worry that they will eat yours today, listening carefully to what others are saying, and, Realize that they live a reality completely equal to yours, fall apart emotionally.

Each of these situations are, at least, routine for at least 7 or 8 of every 10 Venezuelans. However, the other 2 or 3 are not exempt from the critical situation that the country is going through, only for economic reasons its stability is somewhat more "bearable".

These situations are difficult and overwhelming, even more from the perspective of young Venezuelans. Without data in hand, at least 5 of every 10 university students have defected in search of, let alone a better quality of life, but rather of "a better way of surviving", either here in Venezuela, but mostly emigrating to other nations.

And is that while it is true that the crisis is something that affects almost the entire population without distinction of creed, social status or age, for psychological and social effects, youth is the most affected of the chaos that the nation lives for several reasons .

In the first place, the energy and enthusiasm of each one brings that extra that a society needs to get ahead. Enthusiasm that has come to peak as time progresses and anarchy takes over even more of the nation. This is completely understandable, a Venezuelan young person must support empty universities due to the desertion of teachers and students, hours of unimaginable walks or discomforts to reach their places of study or work, the anxiety of their family in terms of daily bread. , the impossibility of having fun with their relatives because of the scarce and almost null purchasing power, which is also getting worse for not being less inconvenient.

The dreams, projects, goals or objectives that are typical of a young person, however small and insignificant they may seem, for a young Venezuelan is a complete odyssey, a utopia that could only be achieved in another part of the world, far from its borders and your loved ones. The evidence is overwhelming: The mere fact of fending for yourself for an average "chamo" is very complicated: Food would be almost impossible to pay with a minimum monthly salary, which if anything reaches 5,000,000 Bsf. Let's not even talk about renting a room, much less buying a house, or clothes, phones, accessories or outings with friends, those are "luxuries" too exclusive for a smaller and smaller group.

Neither do we mention the fact of being parents, because in Venezuela adolescent pregnancy is a worrying issue too, because the mere fact of having a child under his responsibility for a Venezuelan youth would mean total martyrdom. Something insignificant, or at least not as essential as a crib or a car is more the least the profits of a year of work exclusively. And not to mention the fact of maintaining an average family, with a couple of hij @ s and a wife, that obviously is not in their possibilities right now.

Uncertainty and overwhelm take hold of young Venezuelans, who, desperate, flee our borders in the form of a mass exodus, anxious to live, rather than survive. Every month, every week, every day, every minute, thousands and thousands of young people emigrate from Venezuela. The terminals are filled, the border overflows, the buses compete for those who arrive first in Colombia, Peru, Ecuador, Chile, Argentina, eager to return to return with more migrants.

While in the streets of Lima, Bogotá, Buenos Aires, Quito, Guayaquil or Santiago you can see young people wearing hats or flannels from Venezuela, selling sweets, water, coffee or any other product, empty every corner of Caracas, Barquisimeto, Maracaibo or Valencia, but even more so the hearts of their relatives, who with hope bless their children, nephews, grandchildren or brothers at a distance, and look forward to seeing them soon. In the end, there is only emptiness and desolation, feelings that are now very common throughout the Venezuelan population.

On the other hand, those who remain alone maintain the hope that by divine intervention their daily prayers will be heard and they can change things for the better in a country where that seems quite distant. However, most maintain the thought in another geography but, unable to emigrate as their fortunate compatriots, they only have to swallow thick, endure the tears, raise their heads and move forward in a hostile reality that, to top it off, becomes increasingly worst.