“She’s stuck in quarantine, alone with her kids, and trying to figure out how to homeschool and be their source of entertainment. She doesn’t have time to get anything done for herself. Yes, her hard may be little compared to your hard, but she has reason to feel overwhelmed.”
“It is not a huge sacrifice to follow protocol to keep your fellow humans alive. It never occurred to me my fellow suburbia moms were going to be the group that starts the life-threatening revolt against scientific guidelines, but here we are, y’all.”
“The stress and anxiety are on the forefront. Do you see those roots? It’s hard to miss as those canceled hair appointments start to pile up.”
“He said we were still so young and not to worry. My husband and I entered the dark world of empty bank accounts, bruised, battered, and botched up bodies from countless procedures, a home with stained walls from our screams and a carpet soaked in tears. Not being able to conceive children has really taken a toll.”
“I thought I was too young for cancer. Turns out, I wasn’t. I didn’t know how I was going to survive this and be left with a good life after, if I did survive.”
“Two months ago, I was angry at my ex-husband for signing the kids up for so many different activities. How was I going to manage the spring sports schedules of my 3 children? I fought with him in public and couldn’t let it go. I lost sleep over it. And guess what? It was all a waste of time.”
“I respond with, ‘I don’t know but I miss her too.’ Originally, I had thought she came back as a bird, just to be annoying. But now I think she is playing a much bigger hand with God.”
“When I learned Covid-19 was rampant in eldercare facilities I wondered, ‘Was this the ‘out’ I had been long praying for?’ I determined that yes, yes it was.”
“Dinner dates with friends when you’re just not up to it. The calls from co-workers when you just don’t want to talk about work anymore. Living for the weekend, for the vacation, for the future, when every day feels like one big blur of days. The same faces, the same building, the same good ole’ American routine.”
“I’m standing there, irritated, overwhelmed, and in scrubs, and the man says, ‘So, you’re a nurse?’ This man literally handed me the keys to his Prius. I drove his car to work crying most of the way.”
