One Day At a Time
Today I have a Guest Post on my blog. I have been giving you my point of view of Life in the time of Coronavirus. But I felt the need to include the views of a few other people during these times so that that you see the life during these days from more than one angle. Else it tends to get monotonous. So this is Devika, my sister, with her version of one very important aspect of Life in the time of Coronavirus. I couldn’t have put it better myself. If you’d like to read more from her, you can follow her on medium at Devika Krishnadas.
Dear internet footprint 🙂
I haven’t been able to work properly for a while. I keep blaming the terrible wifi connection and the restricted work-ability from my laptop. But the truth is that I’m just addicted to TikTok and my couch, and my mind isn’t feeling so good anymore. There’s just negativity all around me – Politics, death tolls, sad / troubled friends.
It was completely different until a week back. I was learning something new every weekend. One weekend I learned about Quantum Computing; another weekend I learned a bit more about Quantum Computing; during a holiday in between I read and analyzed the financial structures over the last couple of years. When I got a little too crazy, I enrolled for some classes in Udemy and finished it. This was all with work going on pretty well on the side.
But this week was different. I didn’t want to sleep at night, eat my meals or do my work. All I wanted to do was sink into whatever this blanket of cold was. I didn’t exactly know what was making me sad. To be honest this, pretty much is how life has been for me.
But this week I missed the cat I would’ve bought if I were back in Taiwan. I missed the coffee (and the Barista) at the Cafe in my office. I also missed how my back would feel seated on an ergonomic chair. Maybe it is that I let myself go a little too deep into the icy-cold dream-world and got lost on my way back; It was comforting to let go and wander for a bit, though. Somewhere deep inside I could hear my conscience saying that this was the most stupid decision I had ever made but the voice wasn’t getting any louder so I learned to ignore it. As the week progressed, I could see myself going deeper and deeper into the tunnel and the weight of this pressing right across my chest. It’s a rightly named body part – the chest. A super large wooden box used for storage. Whatever this weight was, it popped open the chest. There was a hurricane inside of me and I’m pretty sure no one could see it. But I’d been through this before. And the last time I went through this, I taught my brain to give out SOS signals, and that’s exactly what it did. I could see that I was neck deep in whatever this was and I had to get out. It was time for a rescue mission.
If you were playing a video game and you were in a need for resources, you’d use them. And you go up one level at a time. Same thing with life, sweetheart. Use your resources, and just go on with it one day at a time.
I’m halfway through my rescue mission right now. It’s okay to fall. It’s okay to stay there for a while. At the end of the day, we’re our own true warriors. And every thing and every person around us are resources we have at our disposal. Use them. Therapy is a resource, a supportive friend is a resource, a supportive family is a resource, money is a resource, food is a resource, a job is a resource, the internet is a resource, TikTok is a resource – Everything in this world that is at your disposal is a resource.
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