Insane after coronavirus? – London Review of Books
My mind had moved a few inches to the left of its usual place, and I developed what I realised later were actual paranoid delusions. ‘Jason’s cough is fake,’ I secretly texted a friend from the bathtub, where I couldn’t be monitored. ‘I … don’t think his cough is fake,’ she responded, with the gentle tact of the healthy. ‘Oh it is very, very fake,’ I countered, and then further asserted the claim that he had something called Man Corona.
Interesting! I felt a bit paranoid to begin with, but got better over time. It can be hard to keep a healthy outlook on it sometimes
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You’re right. And the scale of it can freak us out a little, I think. It’s very local and yet absolutely global at the same time.
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Yes. I find it somewhat comforting that everyone is in the same boat, a shared burden in a way. Regardless of financial circumstances, everyone is for example estranged from family overseas, and faces uncertainty over either job or living situation. It’s natural in a way to feel anxious about it. I’ve tried to just ve kind and gentle on myself. ❤
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