Good morning all! Veering between feeling ok and feeling sad here. And a bit scared. Trying hard to get myself back to ok though. Anna McNuff (I posted about her a while ago) describes it on social media as being in a bit of a whirlpool, we’ve got our arm bands on so we keep bobbing up to the surface but then sometimes we go under again. I think that’s quite a good description of how my moods go, anyway.
Missing lots of the small freedoms we all took for granted and sad that no one can say when we’ll get them back. Of course I know we will one day, but it’s not having any idea of when that might be that I’m finding hard today. And no one knows, and that’s ok. I don’t resent it. I just feel a bit down in the dumps about it all.
Going for a run in a bit, I’m sure that will help.