I like the letter but not talking about what happened feels like paving the way for it to happen again. We can’t let ourselves forget what they did and how they feel absolutely no remorse over it.
My heart broke when the Kindergartener threw up in her mask. That is absolutely horrible to be too afraid to take it off, even if you are going to be sick. As much as we all suffered, the kids suffered the most. My son became suicidal at 13 during the pandemic. I was trying to help him but was suicidal myself. I was so angry. I am still angry. I joke and say I have COVID PTSD, but I really think it is possible that many of us have physical and emotional reactions just hearing the word COVID.
I work in HR in an energy company and got thrust into the COVID work, taking calls and quarantining people. It was like being on emergency storm duty for years. I got yelled at for keeping people out of work and yelled at for making them go back to work.
At one point, we were told we had to mandate vaccines or fire people, and I almost came undone. I could hardly handle all of the questions, concerns, and fear. None of it was logical and it was so hard to enforce COVID protocols. I knew it was horse shit but didn’t know what to do. We had people working in 120+ degree heat, for example, and we had to tell people to keep their mask on, knowing that was more dangerous than getting COVID. I hated myself. I hated the government, media, science, people with a mask on in their car or riding their bikes. I had so much anger. I hated everything.
In confiding with my best friend, she ghosted me. She was a very anxious type, so I would try to ease her mind. I guess that translated as me being a risk. I really don’t know what happened. We still don’t talk. My heart is still broken.
I remember one day, I started just telling people I finally saw again that I am ok with hugs if they need one, because I sure needed them. I remember being scared to say that.
This is what mass psychosis looks like on a global scale. The truth is, we are still under a mass psychosis.
When I took a step back, I realized that no one got through COVID without scars. Even those people riding their bikes with a mask on were suffering, even if it was for the opposite reason I was suffering. And perhaps, that was the most heartbreaking thought of all of them.
Love the heartfelt honesty here. You should always be allowed to question. It’s the only way you grow and learn. I’m very wary of any group that says otherwise.
I had a very similar reaction to the CoVid talk. Some of the requirements are still in place today which is very sad. David Zweig published a piece about a school in California where children are still required to wear masks and not talk during lunches.
I like the letter but not talking about what happened feels like paving the way for it to happen again. We can’t let ourselves forget what they did and how they feel absolutely no remorse over it.
My heart broke when the Kindergartener threw up in her mask. That is absolutely horrible to be too afraid to take it off, even if you are going to be sick. As much as we all suffered, the kids suffered the most. My son became suicidal at 13 during the pandemic. I was trying to help him but was suicidal myself. I was so angry. I am still angry. I joke and say I have COVID PTSD, but I really think it is possible that many of us have physical and emotional reactions just hearing the word COVID.
I work in HR in an energy company and got thrust into the COVID work, taking calls and quarantining people. It was like being on emergency storm duty for years. I got yelled at for keeping people out of work and yelled at for making them go back to work.
At one point, we were told we had to mandate vaccines or fire people, and I almost came undone. I could hardly handle all of the questions, concerns, and fear. None of it was logical and it was so hard to enforce COVID protocols. I knew it was horse shit but didn’t know what to do. We had people working in 120+ degree heat, for example, and we had to tell people to keep their mask on, knowing that was more dangerous than getting COVID. I hated myself. I hated the government, media, science, people with a mask on in their car or riding their bikes. I had so much anger. I hated everything.
In confiding with my best friend, she ghosted me. She was a very anxious type, so I would try to ease her mind. I guess that translated as me being a risk. I really don’t know what happened. We still don’t talk. My heart is still broken.
I remember one day, I started just telling people I finally saw again that I am ok with hugs if they need one, because I sure needed them. I remember being scared to say that.
This is what mass psychosis looks like on a global scale. The truth is, we are still under a mass psychosis.
When I took a step back, I realized that no one got through COVID without scars. Even those people riding their bikes with a mask on were suffering, even if it was for the opposite reason I was suffering. And perhaps, that was the most heartbreaking thought of all of them.
Love the heartfelt honesty here. You should always be allowed to question. It’s the only way you grow and learn. I’m very wary of any group that says otherwise.
I had a very similar reaction to the CoVid talk. Some of the requirements are still in place today which is very sad. David Zweig published a piece about a school in California where children are still required to wear masks and not talk during lunches.