Stress

I see stressed people around me these days.
Really stressed. People uncertain deep inside of how, if at all, their life will go on. People facing changes stressed.
Expect anything from rage to crying on your shoulder from the people you would never expect it from. That's the for real stress of uncertainty.
Stress like that resonates and multiplies, part of the herd survival I guess. Large enough group of people so stressed is not capable of rational thought and reaction.
Become a pillar, if you at all can. Things will work out, they always do. Sometimes at great costs, sometimes with many changes from how everything used to be, but most of us are not in the immidiate peril.
Become the anchor point. Don't promise everything will be good - it may be, or it may not, but on the great scheme of things it is irrelevant. Find it inside yourself to look into the future with reasonable courage. Take things as they come, adapt, make the best of it if you can, and keep going.
As this situation deepens, many people around you will act weird. Most people here lived very sheltered lives, they have no "antibodies" to "hey, many of us may actually die within the next 3-4 weeks" or "we all gonna run out of TP" or whatever else. The weirdness you may see and experience is the stress response. People, that used to be quiet, blabbering some random BS non-stop, friendly people being mean and aggressive, people dead set that the government is either out to kill them all at the Russian command, or magically save everything and everyone with a gazillion dollars - all that is manifestation of stress previously not known.
Realizing the problem is half way to solving it. You can't make everything right, you can't help everyone, but you can remind yourself that you will do your best.
Face the problem, the fears, analyze your response, remove the irrational, deal with factual. You are strong and you can deal with it.
The look in your eyes is what the people around you will see. It may be weary, but don't let it be hopeless.
Mwuhahaha! Yes. Yheees... Ehehxellent!! Mwuhahaha! - Vlad Putin
 
Today was a little harder because having to be paranoid about everything is tiring.

I take a “the world is covered with good poop and bad poop” approach to living. If I drop a fork, I’ll probably pick it up and keep using it most of the time, generally saw hand sanitizer as “Well, you’re killing the weak good bugs that counterbalance the bad ones and leaving breeding opportunity for the stronger BAD bugs...

I’m generally clean but not a germophobe by any means, generally fearless, omnivore, sometimes frenetic energy. But having to think about what I’m coming into physical contact with, constant hand washing, treating everything outside of the house like it’s infected so I can remember to sanitize myself, constantly wash hands, Lysol, bleach AND not even talking about being around people who either (a) disbelieve it’s a thing or (b) aren’t being careful, coupled with the constant flow of crappy industry news, I’m tired.

I‘ll be glad when this whole damned thing is over but it’ll probably get extended by idiots that aren’t taking it seriously or are living in their own dreamworld with roughshod interpretations of what they think the statistics say and “it doesn’t affect my demographic” which was tragically idiotic information.

I’ll be the first to admit that I’m semi-pessimistic because I’m tired of all this stuff.
 
I'm about to start a 4-day and the most stressful thing for me is the thought that I might get exposed somewhere random, like the hotel shuttle, and then bring that home and infect others. There's things I can do to reduce the risk like limiting the interactions I have but based on my last trip, it was not possible to be perfect about social distancing. I can only imagine how flight attendants are feeling.
 
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