War and peace

During the war, Tolstoy used to look at scenes of death, but this death was inflicted on others; That was what distracted him from thinking about it, until he ended up not paying any attention to it. But in the calm and tranquility of the peace, what might be his attitude toward it? Tolstoy used to say about himself: He was "in ill health, of strong build." So what was the secret behind this feeling of distress that was afflicting him, or that fever that was afflicting him? What caused the feeling of anxiety and fear that overwhelmed him every evening when six o'clock approached?
Tolstoy was afraid, and his feeling of fear was equivalent to the euphoria of life in which he almost always lived. There was, in particular, that hereditary disease in his family, and the "tuberculosis nightmare" dominated his thinking; As he saw two of his brothers falling victim to this incurable disease.