being in a pandemic vs. actually having what makes the pandemic a big deal
from a people-person's point of view
on Saturday of last week, i tested positive for COVID. can i just say… i’m not too fond of it. every single moment sitting in the room and doing the same thing every waking moment was actually the most annoying (yet eye-opening) experience for me. now, you’re probably like, “well of course it was eye-opening, apuroopa, everything is like that to you” to which i would like to say, “well yes, but if i didn’t learn something from everything that life threw at me, i would still be at article number one.” :)
okay, so what’s the point of talking about my COVID experience? well, first of all, i can’t imagine being one of the first people to have gotten it. i had a headache the size of Australia, and it felt like someone was banging an ax on my head over and over. i had almost all the symptoms - fever, cold, cough, sore throat, headache, and body pains. this got me thinking - if i felt this way after taking the antibiotics and being vaccinated (twice plus the booster), what would the COVID patients have been going through at the beginning of this whole fiasco? so to that:
thank you to all the frontline workers for all your hard work from the very beginning. i would say my gratitude before but now that i actually have what these inspirations work so hard every day to stop, i can’t be more grateful for all that they’ve done.
if you haven’t picked up through my 50+ other articles, i’m a people person. i always want to go out and do things with people because i love social gatherings and talking to others. (don’t get me wrong, i love my personal mental-health time, but that’s an early-morning and late-night thing when i don’t have anyone to be around).
but literally two hours into the five-day quarantine and i was already pulling my hair out. every hour i would call my mom, dad, brother, cousin, or some other friend that showed up on my recent FaceTime list. i needed that interaction. every time someone picked up the phone, i would make the saddest face ever, and they would start laughing because they knew how hard this was for me.
you see, sure i missed the sweet, interesting conversations that day-to-day life brought me, but there’s also something important that being in the same room let me experience. peace.
whereas i advocate for mental health and alone time and sitting with our thoughts and reflecting, i realize that i’m the biggest hypocrite because i don’t do that as much as i say that we should. being in quarantine has pushed me to not think too hard, sleep happily, and take some time to be rather stress-free and easy-going.
so, maybe i’m not fond of this whole COVID thing but i sure am continuing this mental health time because gosh do i feel more fulfilled and happy. and that’s the whole point of life, now, isn’t it?