To combat the sometimes all-consuming feeling of uncertainty, I try to focus on the silver lining of the situation. The “positives” and slivers of hope that glide into focus from my peripheral.
In the moment though, when my anxiety starts to creep into my awareness leaving my thoughts irrational, the silver lining goes out the window.
A week has passed since the quarantine and let me tell you I’ve hit all the lows and I know all the highs are in my future.
I keep the “lows” hidden away inside my brain, because I know that most of my worries are fleeting and can change and mutate daily.
And being down and constantly worrying is not my style; its not who I am. That person manifests because of my anxiety.
That’s one of the reasons I don’t post very often on social media. If I do its something really meaningful or funny that probably won’t change because of how I was feeling that day.
Never put anything in writing is what they say, and I take that to heart.
This blog is a different story though, to be picked apart and judged at will.
But my vulnerability and openness is important for my healing process and if that helps just one person in a moment of need, then I have done what I have set out to do.
Its simple math: all of the negative swirling in our hearts and around the world will equal out a positive at the end of the equation.
We will all get through this, and we will be a better species because of it.
In our darkest hour we are able to shine the brightest.
Now’s the time to spread a little hope~
PS: To all the souls who’s jobs and careers are considered essential to the well being of others in a global pandemic such as this, I thank you. I appreciate you more than my words could ever say or imagine.