…”feel like God is still with me”.
so #weoutside again.
woohoo!
the parties are lit and the brunches are plentiful.
i’m sure each one of us has been to a concert this year.
many of us waited patiently,
or impatiently,
to get back out there once the pandemic was over.
truthfully,
there are many who haven’t returned to this new normal.
in fact,
it brought us further into a peril where we suffer silently.
one thing we aren’t fontin’ enough about…
The Post-Pandemic Era
the post-pandemic era is the one where we have shut ourselves away.
we are on locke down due to our shaky mental and emotional health.
bad enough,
it seems like everything has been going wrong these last couple years.
so while our family,
friends,
and the fuckers we can’t stand are having these huge milestones,
it feels like we don’t have anything to show for ourselves.
no engagement rings.
no brand new babies.
no new homes or cars.
That is what it has been feeling like for me.
i lost joy in the things i enjoyed.
i lost joy in coming to The Foxhole tbh.
i felt like my real life was mirroring my font life.
people i thought cared about me don’t so why should i?
i’m always tired,
my smiles feel forced,
rock bottom started feeling comfortable,
and i’ve been feeling lost.
i’ve also had this hatred for what the forests have become.
it’s like i’ve been pretending tbh.
don’t even get me started on how mad i am at God.
i feel like he has led me on.
i have had a few people let me know they have been feeling like this too.
it has been one thing after the next.
It makes me wonder if this is why the suicide rate is high.
people are sick and tired due to the post-pandemic.
it doesn’t help society/the government/way of living has gone off the rails.
i had to wonder…
I think its about embracing the new normal. It’s crazy because I like to say I’m either on the older side of young or the younger side of old, I remember being a young person fresh in college when September 11th happened and I can remember pre September 11 and post September 11 especially as someone who use to fly all the time. I can tell you in hindsight that it took years (probably a good 6 to 7 years ) to get back to some semblance of normal and even in that, things never went back to the way they were before September 11, 2001.
The pandemic took hold in 2020 and the reality is I remember reading an article that talked about government projected recovery taking about 5 years by that estimate we wont really start coming out of this fully until 2025, and that’s probably being optimistic and the reality is things probably will never be like they were before.
I think for me the pandemic brought my family and friends closer together even while we were social distancing. I think I became more adventurous in a responsible way as I started to not only realize but also embrace the fact that life is short and so it became time to look inside and determine what really mattered to me etc.
The pandemic was a blessing and a curse for me. It brought to the forefront for me that I was content with living in misery. I had the good job, the house, the cars, all the things ppl rubs in the faces of others, but what I didn’t have waa peace with myself. The pandemic blessed me with a downward spiral that left me with a gun in my hand and thoughts of suicide. I didn’t pull the trigger, but I still find myself on the edge and the external influences makes it hard still some days. I totally agree the world was a little bit more sane pre-pandemic
Preach man. Pandemic ruined my life and its been an upward climb since
^the energy has gotten so chaotic.
i often hope for a great reset back to 2019,
when things were good.