Name changed.
I am not a person who talks much about mental health. I am usually of the 'get on with it' school of thought. But we are a few days in to this and I am seriously questioning whether I am coping.
There are times in the days I can't hold back the tears. The platitudes that so many people are throwing around do absolutely nothing to help - whilst I can acknowledge the ways in which things could be going worse for me, the knowledge that someone else is suffering in a way that I am not is not doing anything at all to make me feel better. I have so much I should be doing - supposed to be homeworking from tomorrow, and am in no way prepared. My 2 toddlers are watching TV basically around the clock. My patience with them is at an all time low. The thought of the short term fills me with panic - I do not deal well with even a weekend at home with nothing much to do. The medium term makes me want to curl up and weep. Various non-sensationalist things I've read suggest we could be looking at a second round of this come autumn and the idea of all this but with dark days, cold, rain and a socially distant Christmas just - I truly don't know if I can cope. I feel like the government is being very manipulative with the information they are releasing. They haven't said as much, because they know what the reaction would be, but if you read the advice they have received on which decisions to date have been based, it is coming. Then there is the long term. I will most likely not have a job to go back to when this is over and my industry will be in tatters. I feel like this, on top of Brexit and the 2008 crash has ruined things financially for my generation. Things are never going to properly recover on that front. I will never have the security my parents have, or be able to provide it for my children the way they have for me.
I can see nothing positive, nothing good. I am struggling to be motivated to even do basic chores around the house. I could happily not eat at all but have decided I must force myself as I am still breastfeeding my toddler and none of this is his fault. All this just swirls around in my head all day. Genuinely, I feel like everything I have said here is a proportionate response to the way that life has been ripped away from us and shrunk down to the basic essentials of existing.
Is everyone feeling this way? Is this the default new way to feel? I want to and need to (for the sake of poor DH and children) find a way to summon up some positivity but there is just none to be found. I just need to know if this is the new normal now, or if I should consider seeking out some kind of mental health assistance.