Gray Area

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As someone who battles with anxiety, this whole social distancing and quarantine thing has been....different. There’s just not another word for it. I’m an introvert and LOVE being home with my family. However, now that I’m told I have to stay home, I am missing spending time with friends and family and coworkers in the office. I thrive on routine. I hate change. Most days, I’ve been positive and embraced the extra time with my kids and husband. Then, there were days when I was overwhelmed and stressed and anxious.

I wanted to set a good example for my kids. I wanted them to remember this time that will go down in history as a positive experience. So, when I noticed that I was having a few days in a row of the negative emotions, I confided in a friend about how I was feeling. My friend pointed out that this is a time of uncertainty and I like things in black and white. Battling with anxiety means I like to know what to expect or have things I can control. Many of our lives right now are being lived in a day-to-day basis when it comes to planning things out. We don’t have any answers in black and white right now. We are living in the gray area. And we have to adapt to our new norm. 

I’m not saying every day is going to be great. We are allowed to grieve the plans that have been ruined. However, we should always try to be grateful for the things we do have. 

I’m thankful that I have a home that is mostly stocked with food for my wonderful little family. I’m blessed with great people in my life (family, friends, and coworkers). I am so grateful that my husband and I are both considered “essential” workers and there is still income coming in. 

Friends, family, anyone who’s reading this: This time isn’t easy and you should allow yourself to feel all of it (the good, the bad, and the ugly). Try to find the good in every day & we will all get through this together. ❤️

P.S. STAY HOME

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