In the middle of a pandemic where my social life was abruptly cut off and everything I was experiencing stopped and is now gone.
THREAD: Of course right now I am totally questioning what my role in this world is. I don’t even know me. I have spent my young adulthood into my 40’s being a mom. Still a mom...but I literally have no identity.
Can’t relate to ppl my age with kids.
In the middle of a pandemic where my social life was abruptly cut off and everything I was experiencing stopped and is now gone.
In less than a month it was gone.
Questioning what the hell I am doing with my life.
Frustrated. Lonely. Unsure of a lot.
But what?? I don’t know. I have no direction.
I work FT, and from after my birthday all the way til just as soon as last week, my attitude has been shut.
But we are stalemated. And half of me just doesn’t care anymore. Hence, the suicidal thoughts.
Side 1: The tired one who is sick of people relying on her, or the fact that she has to go on despite the pain that will never heal...because she will destroy lives if she succeeds in her attempt to end her life...
Side 1 is stronger than 2 , and every day this isolation shit seeps in my mind, side 1 grows stronger as side 2 is caving.
This realization is just eating at me.
I’m used to being busy with volunteering with his drum corps, keeping myself busy with that...nothing.
All facets of life we had prior to March are now gone. Almost 300k people are GONE. My uncle being one of them.
What the fuck. This life is so fucked up.
I’m tired and I don’t want to keep going on with this, but side 2 is trying to push through.