I cried a lot today at unexpected times. The dog won’t stop barking. I had a lot of work to do. I kept going back and forth between wanting to get on the treadmill and take a nap. I took a nap. I got my work done. I had microwave burritos for dinner. All I want to do is curl up in a ball and weep and start over tomorrow. Instead I will read to my nephews over Zoom and play DnD with friends on Google Hangouts. Because even though I don’t want to, it will help make tomorrow better.
Hard days are going to happen now, just like they did before we all started staying home. They’re going to feel harder in a lot of ways. But tomorrow will still be another day, with the chance to be less awful, if not good.
It’s okay to curl up and take care, as long as that’s not the only thing you’re doing.