I had a dip in April/May, after the initial hero syndrome rush of the first few weeks, when I was very busy getting things set up for remote working and contacting my user base.
I was already on antidepressants and had been very well for several months before then and planning to come off them, but put that on hold.
I recruited a friend as an accountability buddy to help me stick to my self-care plans (basically a daily walk and some time doing non-screen based creative leisure)
Felt heaps better by the Autumn and did manage to wean off the AD’s and have been fine.
Tested positive for Covid on New Year’s Eve, so the next few weeks were all about getting over it. Once I was and I realised how long this lockdown is likely to go on for, I felt a bit bleak.
The thing is, last summer and Autumn we did virtually no socialising, leisure shopping or meals out, because we were being hyper cautious not to catch it - because DH works in a care home and didn’t want to be the one to take it in. Instead, he caught it there and brought it home to me.
Now that we’ve had it, we’ve probably got a good degree of immunity, so would now be willing to do those social and fun things - but we can’t.
Hey ho - it was a minor dip, I’m over it. We are retiring and moving house in the summer, thanks to the vaccine that should be able to go ahead without issue, so I’m looking forward to/planning for that.
I still want to see my Mum, though. She lives 2 hours’ drive away. I saw her for 3 hours (lunch in the garden) in July and the previous time was early March when I took her for a medical procedure and prior to that, Christmas 2019.