@lightand
This is what I do. Hope it helps.
- I accepted right near the beginning that this all could last 3 years, like the Spanish flu did initially.
Once a person accepts things, things become a lot easier.
- I happen to know a lot of people, and realised that if you chose even just 12 people, they have 12 different levels of risks and separate reactions to Covid. So I dont react much to their own personal level. They also have different health needs, and have to do what they feel right for themselves. Stressing about anyone's reaction was not going to get me far.
- When new rules come out, I more or less right away look at the exemptions. Even if you dont qualify, it is more uplifting to read them and know they are all there.
- Counting blessings always helps in life, not just counting blessings about what we can actually do, during a pandemic.
- All things end and change.
Nothing lasts forever.
There is always hope,
and if there are people who dont have others' best interests at heart, they will be brought down at some point.
- It is a global pandemic. If countries are or want to not do their best for their citizens, they will look out of step with other countries, if they try and get away with it for too long.
I found this really helpful, thank you.
OP, i understand your frustration. I am going out most days - my job really requires me to be onsite, plus I have other responsibilities. I go on the tube, on buses, am in central London.
However, I also ask people to step back if they are too close, I won't allow others to share small lifts with me, and I ask mask chin-wearers on the bus to put their masks on properly.
I had covid, unluckily, in March 2020, just before the lockdown. I was quite hard-hit, and indeed now, more than a year later, I still haven't fully recovered. The first time I was rushed to hospital (in a period when very few people were being rushed to hospital) my teenage DS was left in our flat alone, in the middle of the night, not even knowing which hospital I was being taken to. I don't know if you can remember what it was like last March, but we said our goodbyes as we genuinely didn't know if we'd see each other again.
That experience will stay with me, and with my DS, the rest of our lives. I don't want that to happen to anyone else, or to my DS and me again (because you can catch it more than once, although you are less at risk).
I also want to end this cycle of lockdown/reopen/lockdown/reopen as soon as possible, not least because my job depends on footfall. I think the best way of doing that is by not going nuts and bringing yet another lockdown on our heads with another spike in infections.
I think it's possible to be cautious AND start to enjoy life more. I bought a coffee in an (open-air) cafe the other day - and oh! The bliss of drinking a coffee someone else had made! But I still wash my glasses, my face, as well as my hands, when I get back home, and change into indoor clothes. I still quarantine non-perishables for a week in a cardboard box in the hall before they are put away. I'm having to use handcream for the first time in my life because the skin on my hands is so dry from all the bloody handwashing.
You may think I am over-cautious, OP, and annoyed and resentful when I back away from you in crowded places, but we all have our ways of managing risk, and this is mine.