Теоретик. Реквием по мечте

Kogda mechty i nadezhdy rushatsi͡a odna za drugoĭ i ty raz za razom teri͡aeshʹ dorogikh tebe li͡udeĭ, slozhno ne zacherstvetʹ i sokhranitʹ pori͡adochnostʹ. Chto osobenno slozhno v bezumnom i zhestokom mire, na chuzhoĭ, polnoĭ opasnosteĭ planete, gde ty zastri͡al nadolgo, a vozmozhno, i navsegda. Ty dolzhen vystoi͡atʹ dazhe togda, kogda sudʹba nanosit eshche odin udar, v sravnenii s kotorym vse ostalʹnye kazhutsi͡a laskovym poglazhivaniem. Da, vrag u tebi͡a silen, ty ne znaeshʹ o nem prakticheski nichego, i on zabral u tebi͡a to, chem ty dorozhishʹ bolʹshe vsego na svete. Soberisʹ, Teoretik, ty smozheshʹ!

When dreams and hopes collapse one after another and you lose people you care about over and over again, it's hard not to get stale and maintain decency. Which is especially difficult in a crazy and violent world, on an alien planet full of dangers, where you are stuck for a long time, and perhaps forever. You must endure even when fate strikes another blow, in comparison with which all the others seem like a gentle stroke. Yes, your enemy is strong, you know almost nothing about him, and he has taken from you what you value most in the world. Pull yourself together, Theorist, you can do it!