Fear comes in many forms. A month ago, on the night of the bloody coup attempt here in Turkey, I together with millions in Istanbul and Ankara experienced gut-tightening fear as explosions shook our living rooms and gunfire crackled outside our windows. Downstairs my neighbours huddled in their bathroom, afraid for their safety and for the lives of loved ones.
‘It’s better to die from one bullet than being slowly killed every day’ – refugees forsaken on Nauru
Landing on Nauru I felt like the plane was about to hit the ocean – the tiny island is smaller than most of the airports I travel through.