RoseAndRose
Because you are catastrophising to a level that sounds just plain wrong, and likely to feed a cycle of negativity.
I've mainly been trying not to think about it and just carry on. These feelings of terror and hopelessness keep bubbling up though.
For example, your relationships have not been 'torn away', they are strong and enduring and it might not be too long before you can start seeing some people face to face, as well as unlimited contact by phone, online or even by old fashioned but surprisingly lovely letter.
They were torn away though. The closeness and feeling like family (although not a family I've ever had) have gone. The worst is the kids I was close to/looked after regularly. One was so young she didn't know who I was by the time I saw her again. And because of vulnerable person in wider family I don't see her anymore as too young to distance. The others I have seen a few times (4 I think, all year) but it used to be at least twice a week, babysitting overnight etc, and now we have to stay 2m apart and currently not able to meet at all because of numbers. It is of great heartbreak to me that I am not a mother, and it was good putting that energy into helping single friends with their kids. Awful seeing closest friend struggle and not be allowed to help (gone bananas over covid and refuses childcare or support bubble because of perceived risk as DC go to ex's already).
You do not need to be 'imprisoned' - even the CEV are allowed out for daily exercise and to meet one person whilst they exercise.
I might as well have been imprisoned in the first lockdown. Seeing PEOPLE is far more important than physically leaving the house, although I agree that's important. I've been out every day and exercise frequently in general. Maybe it was a poor choice of word but that feeling of being shut in on my own, just as I most wanted to hold loved ones close, was horrific. It should never have been illegal for people living alone to meet with another human. Normally I'm good in a crisis, even if it's just to comfort people. But this was horrendous, all this energy wanting to help and yet separated from loved ones, felt so helpless. (I did join local volunteers food delivery etc).
The world could look very different by March. Dwelling on a date beyond that is just stoking up something that does not exist yet - you are creating a fiction of it that exists only in your thoughts. Noticing those thoughts when they happen, and consciously thinking that's ages away, stop and think of something else can do a lot to break this cycle of negativity
But what I've lost isn't coming back. There are other opportunities I've lost forever too, not just people. It took me a long time to try to scrape together a life worth living from the wreckage of mine. I was just starting to get there, then all swept away.
And it's NOT a fiction. The worry over the future date might be, but I've been trying to be fine all year and it sort of feels like once its been a year I have to face that it all really happened and I don't have any strength left.
But it did really happen... Yet you are talking like it's just "negative thoughts". It isn't, it really happened. Actually just writing this makes me realise something. A year ago if you'd told me what the rules would be I wouldn't have believed you. I would have thought it a human rights abuse. I feel scared, unsafe. I'm living in a world where the government can put law abiding citizens into solitary confinement. That's fucking terrifying. I couldn't escape it. I couldn't escape what they did. Nothing feels safe, knowing they can take everything, take away your loved ones.
I'm sorry, I'm not trying to be contrary! Just explain.
Writing this reply has made me realise what's really getting to me, it's that feeling that nothing is safe, because they were allowed to take it all away.