Every day, it seems we’re bombarded with negativity regarding the latest COVID-19 crisis.
As a resident of the USA, our usual approach to life is grinding to a halt. Entire sports seasons such as the NBA are suspending their seasons until further notice. Actually, many organizations are suspending or canceling events as a defense of spreading the virus. Schools, movies, concerts, and even many local events are all feeling the hammer of self-quarantine and social distancing.
Regardless of socioeconomic class, we are all playing defense against an enemy that has no face.
Financially, it’s no better. The stocks are on the roller coaster through Hell and who knows when it will end. The rich are feeling as much anxiety as the rest of us and money can only hide it for so long.
Then there’s me…and I’m slowly realizing that I’m becoming happier in the middle of a global pandemic.
I no longer feel alone with my anxiety — the world shares that feeling too.
I’m self-aware that’s an inherently messed up perspective to this entire situation, but that’s really what it feels like.
My worldview has become brighter, in light of this crisis.
With the world encountering a mental crisis as everyone copes with the pandemic, I suddenly experienced a euphoric epiphany.
I’m not alone.
People around the globe are in emotional despair as we all adapt to this emerging threat. The day-to-day routines we have all established for ourselves have been smashed by a remorseless enemy.
It sucks. It really sucks.
And that’s the thing…as difficult as this period of time feels, it feels okay to say it sucks. It feels okay to admit that I’m not doing okay. I no longer feel like I”m walking around with this hidden secret of pain and despair.
The world feels that way too.
It’s Okay To Admit Your Anxiety
For the past few years, I have experienced a gradual negative spiral. It’s this all-consuming feeling that’s difficult to qualify. It’s like having a demon in my head constantly telling me that I’m not good enough. A voice that relentlessly pounds against me in my search for happiness.
What is the origin of the aforementioned demon?
Specifically, my past and the many evils I have been running away from.
If I sound crazy, I wouldn’t blame you. Depression isn’t exactly fun to talk about.
Anyway, getting back on track here, how am I finding happiness in the midst of the Coronavirus outbreak?
Well, my inner demons have changed.
More specifically, my self-talk has morphed into something more positive.
I had just enrolled in therapy with a licensed psychologist when the COVID-19 break began to take off within the United States. From late January, I have been tackling my own inner demons with newfound excitement.
It’s not easy, but it’s okay to admit that your anxiety, depression, and deepest pain exists.
Because right now…it’s not a secret. We all feel that way.
Honestly, rejoicing in the despair that we’re all feeling is a shitty way of looking at it. But the truth remains — it’s nice to know it’s not just me.