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Started watching a video from the Before Times of two pals having a burger at Chilis and almost wept
I really didnât mind the first weeks of lockdown while others were already complaining. I still had to work, most of my relationships are online anyway, not that much changed. But as this has progressed and lengthened and weâve shown the worst of ourselves as a country...
The overwhelming feeling is that we (people who only go out when necessary, keep distance and wear masks) are being held hostage by our governments and by the careless people who have proven they donât mind if we die. This is going to be worse and worse until/unless they change.
That, combined with the ever present terror of me/my loved ones dying, is wearing on me. I canât focus on work or anything productive. I can barely consume normal distractions like favorite podcasts or a great book by my favorite person.
I know Iâm far from alone in this, and I donât know what I was hoping to end this thread with. Iâm just...all the bad feelings, lately. Iâve been trying to mostly stay off social media for a few reasons but itâs not going great.
