Now that it’s coming up to two years since this all started, I’ve realised I STILL haven’t processed any of it properly.
I don’t really know how to put into words how I feel- it’s almost like a part of me is always going to be waiting for someone in March 2020 to tell me it’s all fine, the pandemic is over now, we don’t need to have a lockdown. I guess I’m just struggling to move past it mentally? I find myself thinking back to the early days of the pandemic a lot and I think it’s because my brain is still trying to process it all.
I also had an unplanned pregnancy which started in the first lockdown- DD is 1 now- and I found a lot of that pregnancy v stressful trying to avoid covid, not to mention the birth itself being less than pleasant partly due to covid rules. I think I’ve maybe got a bit of unresolved trauma or something around this too.
I’m pretty much fine day to day, happy to be getting out and doing things again.Very grateful to still have my job. In fact there’s such a lot I have to be grateful for and I know that many people have suffered horribly in many different ways over the last two years. But I just cannot stop rehashing it all in my head?! Please tell me that I’m not crazy and that I will eventually be able to ‘move on’ 