Late night musings so I thought I would try and articulate them here.
I admit I have anxiety and a tendency to overthink.
However, at the moment, I can't see how I will come out of this the same person I was at the start.
I'm fairly isolated location wise anyway, but I was thinking it will be a long time before I feel safe or happy going, for example, to a concert.
Shopping? Unlikely to do it unless I had to.
Routine trips to busy busy places, possibly?
Travel, very unlikely. I can't see me ever having the courage to travel to somewhere huge and busy, ever. Even quieter places, that would mean an airport and I don't know if I could.
Dd got norovirus on holiday in January and I began carrying antibacterial gel and wipes after that. That's going to get worse.
Nursery, she will have to go back but it scares me already. As does school.
I suppose I mean just things I've taken for granted, popping to a soft play on a busy day, shopping centres, ikea on a bank holiday, anything where there is likely to be hundreds of others, makes me feel really sick and scared.
Whilst some of this is no doubt my health, I do wonder whether this has changed me in a way that may never be corrected. And that makes me sad as well.