This might be the NECESSARY " look" for folx who dare venture out in public during a pandemic, but it is not natural. Photo by Brian.
Y'all it has been a year . And I am so weary of Covid Life. Now I KNOW damn well that ' we are all in this together' and have been doing our parts to keep ourselves & others safe for months. Most of the time, i soldier on; staying home way and wearing masks when in public.
I've learned to accept the ZOOM for meetings, although I do not use it for socializing. I've " attended more virtual ordinations & funerals than I can remember. { including my own grandmother's funeral in Pennsylvania.
For 12 months, I've done my part--- with only a few instances of "Covid Rage" . But lately, I am more short-fused. I've discovered that I'm more apt to scream and cuss when things break after living a life almost entirely virtually for so many months.
I wear the mask, and my patience for those who do not is nil. Not long ago I found myself feeling growing anger & resentment towards an elderly person who seems to think they are above Pensacola city-wide masking mandate.
Masks fog my glasses. But wearing the mask is an act of love and social responsibility.
Until we all cooperate, we'll all be stuck in COVID Life.
My name is Sarah , and I have COVID Rage. I know I am not the only person who struggles with long-term COVID life. I'll say it again for people in the back. None of this lifestyle that we're forced to adopt for protection is " normal'. It is NECESSARY-- absolutely. But " normal" interactions are three-dimensional and/or involved reading others' faces.
This race has gone on too long. I want to go home.
~Sarah McCarren
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