Another here who understands the OP perfectly...... solidarity with all those brave enough to admit that we seem to be living in two parallel universes simultaneously.
I recently had to open another MN account - I was OldQueen1969 but a phone fail followed by a computer fail and difficulties in accessing my personal email account lead me to open a new MN account..... my inability to deal with normally easily resolvable issues like this seems to be a symptom of my reaction to the current situation.
I literally feel like two people - there is the stoically getting on with it me, still opening my shop despite a dramatic drop in custom since the end of second lockdown, still preparing for Christmas, still trying to be upbeat and hopeful. Then there is terrified me, who wakes up in the morning and as I come to, I remember this will be my first Christmas without my Mum who died holding my hand in April. Then I remember the Covid stuff. I remember our finances are balanced on a knife edge. I remember my MIL in a care home with dementia whom we haven't been able to visit, who tested positive in the summer and was asymptomatic - she no longer knows us at all.I remember that my 81 year old Dad,high risk as he has no spleen due to lymphoma, is caring for my Step Mother whose long term mental illness has a side dish of vascular dementia and she is having a really bad spell and my poor Dad has to cope with her threats to end their marriage. I remember my DIL who hasn't seen her family all year because her parents are high risk and have just been moved into Tier 3.Her work is looking more precarious by the second - hospitality management.
I do take everything day by day, I help as much as I can, I count my blessing that DP is in a secure job as yet not suffering real decline, but even he's reported a drop off this week. If that goes sideways I don't know what will happen. At my age my job prospects are pretty much care work. Needs must and all that, but it fills me with dread. I cared for my MIL for 18 months before she went into a home, and the heartbreak still puts a lead weight in my chest. My Mum- terminal cancer. It kills me to watch people suffer.
And there are so many people here who are stuck in similar nightmares and I send my wholehearted sympathy.
In the past I've weathered significant personal storms and picked myself up - but the rest of the world wasn't caught up in a pandemic then.
This is beginning to feel like a madness we will never escape and the effect on people will remain for years.
Will the vaccine be the answer? We won't know for a good while I guess.In the meantime we're stuck in this "we'll try anything and see what sticks" mess.
Yesterdays numbers were significantly higher than last week. Why? Lockdowns and restrictions are supposed to be the answer to controlling spread, and having been into town yesterday for Christmas shopping,and seen how few people were about I don't get it - new strains? I try to follow the science,I do as I'm told, but the undercurrent of fear and hostility always seems to be palpable in public places.
Sorry, didn't mean to offload, but it's been a year - not able to make plans, in stasis, waiting for the next alert that someone I know has the virus - and the whole transmission while asymptomatic ? makes the whole fucking thing seem utterly bananas.
Ah well. Got to go and do a social media video to remind people we're open now- must not be anything other than positive and hopeful......
Please Goddess,a little worldwide mercy would be great about now.