Life has been weird in 2020. There is no doubt about that. Yet the more life rolls along, the more it seems like one giant metaphor for life with my mental illnesses. Let me explain.
I battle with major depressive disorder and generalized anxiety disorder. And these mental illnesses have shaped my personality, turning me into the introvert that I am today. So when states started ordering people to stay at home, I thought “this is my moment! Welcome to my life world.”
That is a little insensitive since extroverts are legitimately struggling, as I would if I were forced to shelter in a crowded space day after day. So I try to keep that in mind as people talk about their boredom.
And more recently (and more locally) the weather offered its own metaphor of my depression. Yesterday, we had terrible storms rolling through. And just as with the storm of depression, it was dark and full of terror (at least for my cat, who hated the thunder). Yet today the storms had passed, leaving behind a bright, sunny day. Likewise, I know the next time my depression comes that it will pass. It will pass for you as well.
And to everyone who is struggling with the stay at home orders, I know it is challenging if you aren’t used to it. But it will pass. The time will once again come for you to rejoin the world. Focus on self-care, reach out through zoom, and before you know it you will be back to socializing in person. Because 2020 seems to be a giant metaphor for my mental illnesses. But 2020, like my darkness, will eventually pass.