The Sound of Silence!

Looking out the window this morning, the sun is shining; you would never believe the country is in crisis. The give away is of course the silence that now engulfs our lives. Outside, the streets around my Aunts house in Fratton are empty, not a soul in site. This is in stark contrast to just a few days ago. By all accounts however there are many more people in town and until the Government closes all aspects of British life down, these irresponsible gatherings will continue. The longer this carries on, the longer we will have to social distance and the longer it will take to get back to normal. Please listen people, it is in all our best interest!

I didn't sleep a wink last night, thinking about events that are always in my thoughts. I am worried sick for the future and my husband and Mother-in-Law in Australia. With Australia now closed, I don't expect to see him for a very long time and fear of the unknown is now commonplace. Even when  I do manage to get a little sleep, I continuously wake up still feeling as anxious as I did when I went to bed. I have increased my dose of anti-anxiety medication and am hoping this step goes some way to alleviating the pressure I feel under. My IBS symptoms have also started getting worse again, after a brief respite. The symptoms in question are also very similar to COVID-19 symptoms, which is of course making me more anxious than ever, it is just a vicious circle that returns day after day!

My Aunt is looking after the Grand kids at my Cousins home now, as all of us follow Government guidelines to socially distance. This is so sad for me, not being able to see the rest of my family, but it is definitely important at the moment. With just the cat and I at home, life can be pretty lonely and solitude does have a habit of making you think more than you should; it is something I will have to get used to pretty quick, as these emergency measures will be in place for a very long time it seems.

The human travesty unfolding across the World is being played out across all networks twenty-four hours a day. Initially I was as hooked as any of us, glued to the TV set as often as I could, today I am avoiding it as much as possible. It can become very easy to get addicted to the Coronavirus coverage and if I am honest, it wasn't doing my sense of well-being any good at all. Most days I feel down and depressed, and I am finding it increasingly difficult to cope with the sudden change in my life. Other people less fortunate than I are also suffering from this virus to differing degrees. The death and destruction across our televisions is becoming all to apparent and sometimes we just need to take a step back towards real life. Being stuck in a room most of the day is really quite debilitating, cabin fever would be an understatement.

Writing my thoughts down in this blog is of course a life saver and allows me to offload  a lot of tension and anger. It must seem as if my words are all doom and gloom at present, but as I get used to this situation, I'm sure I will begin to focus on more positive aspects of life. For now, we all have to get creative and muddle through the next three months or so. Doing what we love most can be a great healer, so if any of you fancy putting words on paper and want to include an entry on Roaming Brit, please feel free. The problems of others are the problems of us all, shared difficulties is a way of helping one another through circumstances way beyond our control. Stay safe and well!

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