Quarant(h)ings
It's been a month since we've been in community quarantine. Or has it been more than a month? Maybe less? I'm honestly not sure anymore. I stopped keeping track after the first week, but I'm sure it's been around a month already. So far, it's been nothing but crazy. I've been feeling a ton of things. I'm frustrated with how the situation is being handled, I'm worried about other people, my heart is broken over and over because of news and stories about how the less-fortunate are being treated at this time, and a lot of other things. These things are bothering me so much, I can't stop thinking about it. I know I'm in a better situation than some people at this time, but I wish I can do more to help.
The past few days were probably the worst so far during this quarantine period for me. I felt like I was losing it. I didn't know what to do anymore. I mean, there are things I have to do, but I couldn't focus. Watching movies or YouTube videos and scrolling on social media doesn't keep me as occupied and entertained anymore. I wanted to read a book, but my mind keeps wandering off. So I let it go. I had to push myself to do work stuff, but aside from that, I just did whatever. With whatever meaning taking a lot of naps in a day. But I couldn't sleep at night. I've been staying up until early morning. I've been stressing about it, forcing myself to sleep, only to wake up late and tired.
Last night, for some reason, I fell asleep earlier than usual. It was around 3am, but that's early compared to the past days. For some magical reason, I woke up early. It was just past 7am when I woke up, but surprisingly, I didn't wake up tired. For some reason, I even felt inspired and looked for things to look forward to, and goals I want to achieve by the end of the year. I'm astounded. Is it a new year? Don't we all set goals and make resolutions during new years? But it doesn't matter. It was a nice feeling to be hopeful of the future again. But if you're not, it's okay. It's okay to feel down during this crisis and just keep your focus on a day at a time.
Today, I'm hopeful, and I want to hold on to this. I hope everything gets better soon. We still don't know what life would be like once this pandemic is over, but hopefully it's one we can still live fully. At present, I hope we all could be more kind and compassionate to people. It's okay to be angered with everything that's happening, but we should know where to direct our anger. Let's use this anger to keep the people in power accountable and not to turn to each other, especially the poor. Having privilege shouldn't make you feel like you are higher and much better than the less-fortunate people who are struggling to feed their families and survive. Instead, I hope we can use this privilege to extend help. No matter how small the help you can give is, a little always goes a long way.
If you want to help and don't know where you can send your donations, here are some organizations/projects you can extend a hand to:
The past few days were probably the worst so far during this quarantine period for me. I felt like I was losing it. I didn't know what to do anymore. I mean, there are things I have to do, but I couldn't focus. Watching movies or YouTube videos and scrolling on social media doesn't keep me as occupied and entertained anymore. I wanted to read a book, but my mind keeps wandering off. So I let it go. I had to push myself to do work stuff, but aside from that, I just did whatever. With whatever meaning taking a lot of naps in a day. But I couldn't sleep at night. I've been staying up until early morning. I've been stressing about it, forcing myself to sleep, only to wake up late and tired.
Last night, for some reason, I fell asleep earlier than usual. It was around 3am, but that's early compared to the past days. For some magical reason, I woke up early. It was just past 7am when I woke up, but surprisingly, I didn't wake up tired. For some reason, I even felt inspired and looked for things to look forward to, and goals I want to achieve by the end of the year. I'm astounded. Is it a new year? Don't we all set goals and make resolutions during new years? But it doesn't matter. It was a nice feeling to be hopeful of the future again. But if you're not, it's okay. It's okay to feel down during this crisis and just keep your focus on a day at a time.
Today, I'm hopeful, and I want to hold on to this. I hope everything gets better soon. We still don't know what life would be like once this pandemic is over, but hopefully it's one we can still live fully. At present, I hope we all could be more kind and compassionate to people. It's okay to be angered with everything that's happening, but we should know where to direct our anger. Let's use this anger to keep the people in power accountable and not to turn to each other, especially the poor. Having privilege shouldn't make you feel like you are higher and much better than the less-fortunate people who are struggling to feed their families and survive. Instead, I hope we can use this privilege to extend help. No matter how small the help you can give is, a little always goes a long way.
If you want to help and don't know where you can send your donations, here are some organizations/projects you can extend a hand to:
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