I am glad that I am vaccinated and double boosted. I am sure my Covid infection would have been so much worse. And if I may give a shout out to masks? The other two in the house did not get the 'rona. Our place is tiny and with me in isolation and all of us masking (they work!) it appears that I am the only one who got infected. I am pretty convinced that I either got it on my latest flight (I was masked) or at the event I attended -1000 seats. I was masked, most were not. This varient is sneaky, even though I am fresh off the Covid train, I will still be masked indoors around a lot of people.
Even though I didn't feel too bad physically, it did a number on me emotionally. It was like the last 2 plus years of anxiety were pushed out of my brain and through my sinuses. The worst PMS ever without the cramps or the salt cravings. Whew! I am still recovering from it.
My psyche is a faberge egg on a good day. Add Covid. Quarantine. Paranoid about getting your family sick. And not being sick enough to sleep all day?! There are some dark places in there. My lil' optimist self is afraid of the dark.
Lately (before the 'rona and my emotional Blair Witch Project) I have been trying to quiet my mind and meditate. Not sure I am getting it right. There are a lot of apps (SO MANY APPS) and I have been playing around with some of the freebies. My buddy told me that if you have Kaiser you can get the Calm app premium for free. I am getting it. The same buddy also introduced me to ginger shots. I love them. I love them so much. They may be snake oil, but I swear they make me feel better.
For the past 35 years I have gone to see therapists. On and off. Not a constant thing. I treat my mental health issues as they come. I use tools that I have learned to work on it and sometimes I need to call in a professional. I have suffered from depression. Had anxiety attacks. Extreme sadness. Manic behaviors. The works.
Don't for to take care of yourselves.
Ginger shots. Detox Keto pills. Yoga. Running. Hiking. Ice Cream. Law and Order reruns. Whatever it takes to help you cope with this crazy business we call show. Dontcha know me Kansas City? You can't tear me down.
You are not alone.
