JessiesMom

Yes. I am trying to hang on to positivivity - but I am slipping.

As I expect many of you are, I have been struggling with increased feeling of depression and anxiety in these times. Part of what keeps me going is being intentional about maintaining a hopeful attitude about how bad this thing is or could be. What I am finding is that, when I talk about the positive things I have read or heard that are, quite frankly, keeping me sane - people invariably respond with negations and worst case scenerios. To make matters worse, they then frame my views as "you are just in denial" or "we need to accept the reality" - which, of course, only feeds into my own self doubt, pushing me further toward the abyss. I think that, for some people, facing the worst case scenerio helps them to cope with what they have to cope with. However, for me this kind of thinking is toxic. Does anyone else have this problem and, if so, have you found any way to tell the people close to you this?

My first cat was named Mumbo. My second cat was named Kinko, because there was a copy place in our town called Kinko's Copies and he look just like Mumbo. My current dog's name is Jessie. She came with the name Karma (because karma is a bitch) - but my husband refused to yell "Karma" out the back door. Usually I just call her Jessie and she calls me dumb Mom.

I know - it is just nuts. By me it is also spaghetti sauce, noodles, soup, frozen chicken, beans, canned soup........etc. It reminds me of the crazy buying I always saw before a snow storm.

I feel you @samadhiSheol - I too need to get away from this for a bit. Part of what is really bugging me is the message that I keep hearing regarding how we "should" be reacting. We "should" understand that, by doing all this stuff, we are keeping other people safe. The reason it bugs me so much is the implication that if you are feeling any negative emotions (anger, frusteration, disappointment, etc) - they are evidence that you are being selfish. If you are questioning the decisions that are being made and being derisive about some of the panic you see around you - you are in denial and just need more information. I have all the information I need - thank you very much. What I need is some time and space to work through what I am feeling.

Trying to stay rational, but of course I cannot tell if I am really being rational - or just being in denial. This self-doubt stuff is really fun.

Detected cases tripled in a week. Remember, not to long ago it was nigh onto impossible to get tested. Therefore, people who had it were not getting tested. Now the tests are available - of course more cases have been detected.

Oh yes - I totally know what you mean. I am not coping well with this madness at all.

Thanks @sober4life - I was just being flip. My son actually worked at the dining hall at his college and is totally all about food safety.

I recently asked my son if it would up my amount of crazy to get some disposable gloves to use in the kitchen for things like rubbing spices on a raw turkey breast or mixing egg and meat to make hamburgers. He assured me that it would not Glad he gets me. Or wait......maybe I have already reached maximum crazy so therefore there is no way to increase. Damn >.<

I like this idea - I will try it. Thanks!

This may be a strange one - but I have decided that I will get over it. With the new virus - it is just dumb. I hate hand sanitizer. Everytime I use it, I feel like I have residue on my hands and I have to go wash them. Hence, I try to avoid using hand sanitizer. In our current time, I am finding myself being asked to use it more and more often. Has anyone every experienced this and if so, were you able to find a way to get over it?

It sounds to me like he was concerned that the "xoxo" indicated that you thought that the relationship we more, or could become more, than he wanted. It was likely not to have been meant to be cold, but sometimes when men communicate directly - it can feel cold to us women. If it were me. I would say, "ok, no worries" and stop using the "xoxo." I expect that he had no intention of wanting to end the friendship - but was feeling uncomfortable with the level of affection he read into the "xoxo."

OMG, I feel this way too. Like, "Ok, when exactaly did I become my Grandmother?" (I'm only 45, but I seem to look more and more like her everyday.

I have quite a bit of loose skin, especially on my abdomen. After my third child was born - my body just said, "Fine, you want me stretched out - let's see how you like this."