I think it’s fair to say that 2020 has kicked all of our asses.
From a global pandemic to becoming a major ball of stress during the election, we’re all left wondering what the hell we’re gonna do.
Being locked in the house for months, repeating the same day over and over again. It’s easy to feel lost and down. I did for a really long time.
This summer I saw myself drowning and struggling to make the best out of every day. I saw no point. Finally at one point, I had had enough.
I went back to therapy and started working out. I started focusing on my goals. I started appreciating the little things.
But then we came back to school. I started seeing the signs and I slowly watched myself drop back into my old ways. I felt alone.
Luckily, I wasn’t alone, and I’m still not.
My friends and my family can all relate to my feelings. The feelings of not wanting to get out of bed, or not wanting to work on homework, or not wanting to even be around people because it takes too much effort.
We all are dealing with it. It’s rough and none of us truly know how to fix it. But we will be alright. We as a country need to be understanding that everyone is struggling in different ways. We need to show love and compassion. We need to find joy in the little things again. We need to do whatever we can to get ourselves together and get back to a sense of normal.
I wish we weren’t in this position, but I’m afraid there’s nothing we can do about it except try our hardest to stay calm and be happy.
Needless to say, I’m ready for this year to end.