This year has been the hardest year for probably most people...and it's only July. It all started with Covid19 running ramped and causing a lot of fear and worse, death. As someone who always likes to be prepared for an emergency, I always thought that if something like this actually happened that I would hunker down and do what I need to do to help others and keep me and my family safe. I thought I would be careful and wise. But, that was not my reaction to Covid19. I was angry. I was confused. I was so sure that everyone's reactions were irrational, including the president of our country. I worried for our economy, the ma and pa businesses, everyone's sanity. I thought I WAS protecting my family, I thought I WAS being wise. I thought I WAS being careful. I thought that our rights were being taken away. I thought the numbers were not correct. I believed all of the skeptics who said that masks were the beginning of bigger rights being taken away.
I was very set in this mindset and I have been thinking lately about how I have been feeling the past few months and realized I've been miserable. I've been more angry and frustrated than I ever have been. I have felt like I'm on the outside and didn't understand what was going on. I had distanced myself from others because I felt like I had the answer and didn't even want to hear it. I didn't want to hear the words "Mask" or "Social Distance". They just made me angry. But, if I had the right mindset, the right answer, wouldn't I feel better? Wouldn't I be exuding happiness and hope? I definitely wasn't. So, I did some more self-evaluation.
I was listening to music and heard one of my favorite Neil Diamond songs: I am... I said. A part of it goes:
"I am"... I said
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
To no one there
And no one heard at all
Not even the chair
"I am"... I cried
"I am"... said I
And I am lost and I can't
Even say why
Leavin' me lonely still
Those words struck me. Hard. I felt 2 inches tall. I was screaming and shouting that I wanted my life back. I was throwing my hands up in the air in frustration because I was so scared. But what I didn't realize (in it's fullness) is that EVERYONE is terrified. They just show it in different ways. My fear was that the world would never get back to where it was. So my way of coping was just to find reasons to get it back to normal as quickly as possible. I didn't want to be a part of the "community". I didn't want to "Get through this together". But that is what we do! We are humans. Being on this earth together MAKES us a community and I am a part of that because I am alive. Community has always been a little, I'm not sure, scary to me. Or maybe, overwhelming. But I see now that I acted like a child. I wanted to be taken care of. On a subconscious level, I obviously thought the world owed me something. That I didn't have to do my part in order to reap the benefits of the community. Now, consciously, I didn't think of it that way. But I can see that I was being very selfish. It's time to be the adult, the protector, the teacher, the leader. I am not a child anymore."I am"... said I
And I am lost and I can't
Even say why
Leavin' me lonely still
So, what, then? I realized my shortcomings and mistakes...now what? Well, first, I have to acknowledge that I made a mistake, and apologize for it. To the world, to humanity, to whoever is bored enough to read this, and to my real self that knows better, I'm sorry. I am so sorry that I slept while the world worked and feared and suffered. But, I'm waking up...and getting ready for work.
The last thing that I want to say, is that whether or not masks help, whether or not Covid is 100% of what they say it is, it doesn't really matter. I've had a very, very hard lesson I've had to learn. An ugly truth about myself that I was forced to face in this crisis. In the past, I have gone down the path of dismissing, ignoring, or objecting to an issue that effect others because they don't make sense to me. Then what happens is that someone I know, or myself experience said issue and only then do I start to understand and be compassionate. I have done a lot of self-reflection lately and thought about the person I want to be, and that my children would look up to. I don't want to only care about something when it effects me. I want to care about people because they're people. I want to care about issues people are facing because it's the right thing to do. I want to leave the world better instead of just existing.
Neil Diamond says it very well: I am lost and I can't even say why. Leaving me lonely still. I honestly don't know why I have tended to shy away from community and inclusiveness. But I've come to an impasse with myself and something's got to give. At some point you have to ask yourself if you're lonely, why that is. Distancing yourself is a slippery slope and it leads to a very lonely life. I'm not going to see what that's like. I'm turning around and heading for shore. So, world, I'm here, I'm back, I want to be in the community and I promise to never this lesson I've learned. I am so grateful that I was given the opportunity to change and that's not too late. Bob Cratchit, you're getting a raise!
Thanks for reading.
Emily