As a relatively outgoing person who has an opinion 99.9% of the time, it is a struggle for me to not have anything to say. I have tried thinking of a topic that interests me or a passionate post for over a week and have gotten nowhere.
As we begin to enter the realm of pre-COVID life, I am nervous that I will not be able to function in a post-COVID world.
I am not sure if it is burnout, exhaustion, stress, or a combination of all three, but I feel the anxiety kick in when I think of life returning to “normal.” Removing the mask means people around me will see the fear in my face and the lack of distance means exposure to individuals I may otherwise want to purposefully avoid. I know I cannot be the only one experiencing these feelings, but it is hard to admit them to others when society is so excited to open up again.
This post is brief and yet full of so much emotion. The tears of anxiety have flowed these past few weeks and I would be lying if I did not say I have considered switching from an antidepressant to an antianxiety medication. I cannot stop writing about my nerves and how will I get through this adjustment period.
Maybe I have something to say after all.
