Well... we really never saw that coming. It hurts thinking about what we’ve lost and missed but it‘s also a harsh reminder to stop taking everything for granted. Frankly, this year is just getting worse, so it’s key to support each other and keep holding on. Sending love 🤍
I never knew impact of anxiety and depression on one's wellbeing before this pandemic started. Then one day, everything has changed. Sometimes I wonder, why do some people lack compassion and empathy when those are two of the most important things we need today. In today's world where uncertainty hovers like a raincloud, I hope everyone gets to understand why someone is acting like this, or why someone has said something like that. Sorry, I have just som many thoughts in my mind that I'm typing everything impulsively. I guess I just miss the way things were. X
What a strange time this is. I feel incredibly lucky to be honest. My job is secure despite it being "front line" and at times scary because of lack of managerial direction. I live with my partner, just the two of us in a little house but in wonderful grounds. To be honest it's a bubble. I miss my son and my Grandpuppy who live 60 miles away and I am trying so hard not to dwell on the fact it could be months before I can see them, let alone hug them. If i dwell on this too long I can feel the tears pricking at my eyes.
I watch the news and feel anger, a real rage at our government who failed to protect the old and the vulnerable especially those in care homes. I still miss my mum who died nearly 25 years ago but I am glad in away she did not have to experience this.
I hope the world can recover but I am doubtful. The things that used to be important, the "must haves" are suddenly no more.
I am writing this because I want people to know that others do think about them. Take care and stay safe.
I hope that this will be the first of a few letters. I'm a senior Intensive Care Doctor in the UK and have had a frantic 6-weeks, mostly through planning but also because of difficult times at work. My partner lives in another city and we haven't seen eachother for 5-weeks and I haven't seen an elderly parent for 6-weeks. My partner and I have each have two children who are in their early twenties. One is now a frontline health professional, one has had their first postgraduate job furloughed and two have had great uncertainty cast over their final terms at university.
I do not write for sympathy as ours are First World Problems and we are all likely to come out of this but if someone had told me as I entered Medical School as an 18-year old that this was how my career would evolve I'd have looked on in disbelief
It’s been Zeus anathema or time to weigh our qualities and reconsider our existence? This is not a rhetorical question but a reality for all of us living in this situation. This crisis put humanity under a veil of uncertainty.
This solidarity movement made us all much more fragile and probably pushed us on the path of collectivity. In the other hand all this free time gave us the chance to philosophise and focus more on ourselves and our destiny.
Death. It is essential to know how to die and this is not a pessimistic nihilistic theory. Human existence consisted by several layers and I believe it is complicated to reach the core. A man can learn how to die day by day , minute after minute by learn how to exist, how to live, inhale and exhale. “Those who learn how to die have unlearn how to be slaves.”Montaigne said. Slaves to money , slaves to career. Hope chasers who at the end of the fairytale die.
It is vital to reconsider our attitude to the universe and find peace. To deconstruct our qualities and laugh, enjoy,respect,love. We are all passengers of the same boat. Two months ago the world was a different place. We were free to drown ourselves in our marvellous routine (yes that was ironic) and moreover we knew what was wrong or right.
Things are different today ,that’s the fact. And whatever happens we have to go on breathing , smiling and hopefully not make the same mistakes. There is more light in our souls than we believe.
I’m closing with a poem from my favourite German-American bloke ;
Born like this
As the chalk faces smile
As Mrs. Death laughs
As the elevators break
As political landscapes dissolve
As the supermarket bag boy holds a college degree
As the oily fish spit out their oily prey
As the sun is masked
Born like this
Into these carefully mad wars
Into the sight of broken factory windows of emptiness
Into bars where people no longer speak to each other
Into fist fights that end as shootings and knifings
Born into this
Into hospitals which are so expensive that it’s cheaper to die
Into lawyers who charge so much it’s cheaper to plead guilty
Into a country where the jails are full and the madhouses closed
Into a place where the masses elevate fools into rich heroes
Born into this
Walking and living through this
Dying because of this
Muted because of this
Because of this
Fooled by this
Used by this
Pissed on by this
Made crazy and sick by this
The heart is blackened
The fingers reach for the throat
The fingers reach toward an unresponsive god
The fingers reach for the bottle
We are born into this sorrowful deadliness
We are born into a government 60 years in debt
That soon will be unable to even pay the interest on that debt
And the banks will burn
Money will be useless
There will be open and unpunished murder in the streets
It will be guns and roving mobs
Land will be useless
Food will become a diminishing return
Nuclear power will be taken over by the many
Explosions will continually shake the earth
Radiated robot men will stalk each other
The rich and the chosen will watch from space platforms
Dante’s Inferno will be made to look like a children’s playground
The sun will not be seen and it will always be night
Trees will die
All vegetation will die
Radiated men will eat the flesh of radiated men
The sea will be poisoned
The lakes and rivers will vanish
Rain will be the new gold
The rotting bodies of men and animals will stink in the dark wind
The last few survivors will be overtaken by new and hideous diseases
And the space platforms will be destroyed by attrition
The petering out of supplies
The natural effect of general decay
And there will be the most beautiful silence never heard
This year is unlikely to be one we will ever forget. It's strange to think that school children of the future will be learning about 2020 and the pandemic that hit all corners of the globe.
At times it still feels surreal, like we are stuck in the middle of a Hollywood disaster movie, but some days this new way of life, being at home all the time, almost feels normal.
But I suppose it is the new normal for now as it is unlikely to change dramatically any time soon as the risks are too great. We still don't know when we will be able to see how friends and families again, let alone give them a hug.
I keep telling myself I need to stay positive but it's easier said than done. It feels like someone's pressed a big pause button on our lives, all of the plans we had for the future are on hold until who knows when.
And it's the uncertainty about when we can get everything back on track that makes it so much harder. If we knew that in six months time everything would be back to how it was at the start of the year, I think it could be easier to cope.
Fears for our loved ones, our jobs and what will happen in the future mean we can never truly relax.
So at the moment it's a case of taking one day at a time and trying to remember that it's only normal to have good days and bad days when life has changed beyond recognition.
I am sat in my conservatory having my morning coffee. I face a day of calls and texts to friends and family. I find myself reverting to my first profession. When I was 18 I joined the social care world as a Support & Guidance worker. I did this for 2 years before it started to take an emotional toll on myself. So now I have assumed this role again, informally. I spend my days counseling my nearest and dearest. With a family as large as mine this is quite a challenge. I am lucky enough to be able to take on this role as I receive professional counseling fortnightly. I can shed my woes and worries periodically. My loved ones don't have this luxury. I care so deeply for them all and I take their problems as my problems. I am so tired. But I've found my calling in this crazy world we now find ourselves in and so I have to carry on supporting them all. Who else will do it? Although things seem dark right now. There is alot of light in this world. People are coming together. Reconnecting. Supporting and helping one another. Creating a stronger society. I know we will come through this experience as a stronger, wiser country, that is part of a stronger, wiser world. It has restored my faith in humanity. If I'm honest I believed humanity deserved this virus when it first began. We had become a disgusting leach on our beautiful mother earth. I hope that things begin to change now that we've seen that we can cut backon consumption, and the world doesn't end. Life goes on. There has been so much light coming from the hearts of earth's citizens over the last few months and that light only gets brighter. Take care and stay safe everyone. Take your lessons that you have learned along this journey and carry them with you into the new world.
Thank you for visiting my website. I created 'Letters to the World" as I felt during times like these it is essential people don't feel alone, even if living alone. I hope you feel comfortable to share your letter. Thank you for visiting my site.