During the first lockdown, I actually coped pretty well, but as I look back, my mental health has taken a complete nosedive.
I work from home (I have never met my colleagues), I am studying online (also completely virtually), I meditate, run and work out, and although these things helped at first, I now feel I am completely going through the motions and notice little impact on my mood.
I have always slept well, but now struggle to sleep before 2am. I am permanently exhausted. I dread weekends, because all there is to do is go for the same few walks, get a takeaway or watch TV.
My dad has taken up smoking, my brother lost his job back in March 2020 and hasn't found anything since so is low level depressed, and my husband is also depressed and totally shut down (we have problems in our marriage anyway but now spend all our time in different rooms.)
Before covid my life was very busy. I travelled extensively, and was very social. If I complain my friends tell me, 'well it isn't forever, and anyway you were lucky to have been able to do all that so why are you complaining?'
I feel claustrophobic and trapped, with no motivation for anything. Often on weekends (from Fri - Sun) I feel suicidal and wish I wasn't here anymore. I am just...chronically bored. I am 31 and feel like I've had time stolen from me. I feel I live to work and sit in my home.
I do talk to my friends and meet up here and there, but everyone seems down in their own way. My friends don't seem like the same people. One of my closest has gone on AD's and there's little to say as no-one is doing anything.
I've been on AD's before but they give me headaches. I just feel so....fed up of life. I keep not wanting to be here anymore. I am holding on and won't do anything silly. I just can't stand much more of this half life.