The Pandemic F#ckery Continues
Who else is suffering from Zoom-induced sciatica and forced pandemic celibacy?
First off, apologies if I’ve offended anyone with the title but I’m so tired of how the pandemic has messed us up — from the loss of life that continues on the daily, to the disconnectedness, and the ongoing stress of navigating life under constant duress.
I’ve often felt that I shouldn’t complain because overall I’ve been relatively okay, but I’m hopeful that by sharing this, it will bring me some peace and at least provide me with a venting session.
By relatively okay, I’m referring to the fact that I haven’t lost my job and I haven’t faced economic hardship and for that I am grateful. My heart goes out to families who have struggled and to workers who have been on the frontlines having to deal with the rest of us.
I should mention that I did experience major life events during the pandemic — a major career change as the new executive director of an organization in flux; seeing my firstborn and first child off to college during this past winter when COVID numbers were high; and finalizing a divorce after 19 years of marriage. Big sigh.
Because of my privilege of continued remote work and slight germaphobic behaviors, I’ve been able to avoid coming down with…
