Day 365 in Corona Craziness
- March 13, 2021, 6:12 p.m.
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One year ago today, I was sent home from work due to the pandemic. I had no idea what my future would be with my employment, and was beyond panic.
In some ways, I’m still stuck in March 2020. It’s hard to believe a year has gone by and we’re still in the thick of things, but I have some hope now that vaccines are here.
The last year has been surreal, sad, heartbreaking, stressful, and life changing.
I have been in some form of quarantine for an entire year. I haven’t stepped foot in a restaurant in over a year. It’s been months since I’ve gone to the grocery store. I leave the house six times a month if I’m lucky. I’ve put 120 miles on my car since the first of February.
It’s been a unique experience. My anxiety was at peak levels until January 20th. 2020 was one disaster, catastrophe, police brutality incident, and protest after another. It was SO overwhelming. By winter, I was losing hope that us dumb fucks in the US would get through this.
I never anticipated that safety measures to protect your neighbor would become a political matter. Physical fights over a piece of cloth. It’s mind blowing to me. But, “My health freedom!” So you “health freedom” fools are pro choice then, right? Riiiiight.
I am an introvert and have become quite comfortable being confined to the house. I have a great computer set up for work and LOVE working from home. I didn’t anticipate it, but I’m so much more productive working from home, even with hubs having seizures and my idiot dogs barking all the time.
Speaking of hubs, we’ve gone a full year of being confined together and our relationship is completely unscathed. I’m so thankful that we have a healthy relationship, and being in such tight quarters together pretty much 24/7 was a true test of the health of the relationship. A+ for us!
I have truly struggled with my mental health. My anxiety and depression has been worse than usual. I’ve become quite agoraphobic and have severe anxiety when leaving the home. The thought of going back to work terrifies me. I’m sure there’s some PTSD there. This year has been one hell of a mind fuck.
While I have battled mental health issues, I recognize the amount of privilege I have and am so thankful for it. I’ve held on to my job, my supervisors have been incredibly supportive, I recently got a significant promotion, we’re well fed and are lacking nothing. I take none of this for granted. We are truly fortunate.
I’m considered an educator, so I got my first Fauci Ouchie the day after we became eligible. Shot #2 is going in my arm next week. I cried when I got my first shot. I think it will be a very long while before we return to normal’ish, but I finally feel like I can see the light at the end of the tunnel.
One day at a time.
Adira ⋅ March 13, 2021
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