Never before in my life have I said ‘I don’t know’, as much as I have this year. I don’t know what the best thing to do is and I am making decisions that feel like constant compromises.
It’s challenging to let go and decide what is an essential service. Others have to tell me what they need?
I feel blessed for all the humans, comforts and resources I have, grief for the missed cuddles with my grandson and all the human interactions I’ve taken for granted till now. I feel scared sometimes too.
These are some of the things I’ve distracted myself with both lately and bc.