My covid experience in March was a mixture of anxiety, disappointment, and placement of new directions.

When states started to shut down on March 15, things did shift in an interesting way. Minus the mask mandate and social uprising with personal opinions and false narratives. I noticed changes in myself. I started to become more and more reserved with everyone and everything due to Covid.  I remember watching the news almost daily in fear of the worst. The numbers fluctuate and grow like a massive pulse. It was terrifying. I felt like I was losing part of my sanity. 

I watched with disgust as people started to turn on one another AND GREATLY EMBARRASS themselves to degrees I did not think was possible. Between people hogging toilet paper and hand sanitizer, people screaming at each other over social distancing, and people once again claiming that the virus was fake news. I seriously thought I was on a global reality show. People completely lost their minds. I think a part of the little hope I had for humanity died a little during this time.

I still had hope that things would get turned around and things would go back to normal. Of course, that little dream did not work out. So, why not try to enjoy the little situation I was involuntarily placed in? With time I started to reflect on myself and my direction in life. I started to enjoy myself more at home, went out occasionally for self date nights or for personal outings. I remember a specific moment in May when I had a self-care day after a difficult week and went to Jeju Spa in Atlanta. It was my first time going there and I was really blown away by how great it was.  Each individual room had a different purpose and set characteristics such as the charcoal room for “detox” purposes, and another room had gold-like plating around the small hut-like room.  It was nice.