BREATHE MAGAZINE
Looking Forward Why depression didn’t ruin being with my family during Covid 19... As summer starts to wind down and I start noticing the leaves starting to Fall. I cannot help but look at this past year I realized that so many things have fallen away. My way of life has changed dramatically.
My Mother and Uncle, both in their 70s stopped coming by the house. Everyone was afraid and worried that Covid 19 could sicken or kill them. The place that I spent lots of time working and healing called Clubhouse Visalia, was forced to close it’s doors temporarily we all thought. This was the place that so many of us went everyday. Life as I knew it was shut down.
Last Winter, at the beginning of the year, I had a place to go to daily. I felt needed. I felt good about the fact that I could work to make a better place, here in my community of Visalia. I saw friends and family often. I went to the movies, shopping and made A few things happened at that point. plans for weekend getaways. I first went into denial and I thought it wasn’t Then February hit. My Grandmother, who going to last. I was completely alone. My good I live with, was taken ill and put into the friend, who I saw daily was also in isolation. hospital. At first it wasn’t a big issue because What was I going to do alone? Like many Grandma went into the hospital often and others, I started watching the news. The I knew that she would be home soon. But more news that I watched the more I was then, Covid 19 hit. Things got serious fast.
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