Not gonna be tough and say it’s not worn me down, because it has, but not so much from the physical part.
It’s the psychological refusal to accept any of this hysteria and the overwhelming desire to stand in stores and scream “WTF is WRONG with your BRAINS??”.
My frustration level is massive, by now.
It’s not my nature to just submit, obey and bend a knee, especially when I do not believe the actual “event” warrants this much histrionics.
My mom stopped going out completely, when the fear mongering talking heads told her to.
Didn’t help that my sister who lives far away kept giving her gloom and doom on the phone.
[she once worked as a receptionist in a doctor’s office so she is a medical expert]
From the beginning, I did all I could to show her it was okay to go out.
I gave her masks and gloves to make her feel “safer”.
But until a couple months in, I was buying groceries and leaving them on the porch and waving to her through the front door’s window.
I wish my dad was still alive.
He raised me to be his backup in stuff like this and honestly, I’m having to fill his shoes and I’m just not good enough.
If TSHTF, I’ll be the one up on the roof protecting the other two.
That’s just crazy and it scares me but it’s what I’ll have to do.
I do not feel at all adequate.
I know you live in a much more lib-infested area than I do so yeah, the mask nazis are much bigger issue there.
Haven’t really had any peer issues, just a few guardians of the doors.
So glad all of yours were relatively mild but the poor CF guy...just wow.
That’s never good, flus or not.
You sound like a good daughter doing her best. Your dad would be proud of you.