My wife suggested we do a Zoom party with our usual crew, and at first I was skeptical. I thought it would be pretty lame. But as it turned out, it was so necessary to connect with them, even though a Brady Bunch screen. We talked and drank well into the night. Everyone was supportive, and we started scheduling weekly check-ins (usually revolving around RuPaul's Drag Race, but that's just our thing).
I did this on Saturday with my friends in San Diego, and it was more fun than it should have been, but then when Jeff when to bed, I had a hard crash, I mean, HARD crash into depression.
- Don't stay still too long. You HAVE to stand up and walk around. Get some fresh air. Get out of your head and into your body.
- It's easy to get sucked into the newsfeed. You can easily spend all day getting 'caught up'. When you do this, the information becomes overrepresented in your nervous system. This makes stressful news more stressful. Social Media does this too - if everybody on your feed is stressed, you will absorb it.
- To that end, try to limit (or at least control) your media intake. I try to read the news in the morning, and then do my best to not touch it for the rest of the day. I do not sign onto facebook after 5 PM.
- Reach out to your friends and family. One of the best things about this quarantine is that I've been talking to friends and family I have drifted apart from. I think most of us did that in the first week, but then we tend to let it taper off as this lifestyle becomes normalized. Don't! Take the time to call your friends and catch up verbally, even if it's just dumb small talk.
- Remember -- it doesn't help to worry about things that aren't under your control. You can wash your hands, you can social-distance, you can be safe... but you can't affect what Trump is doing, what's going on nationally.. don't let yourself get too worked up over these things.
- Just like the body subsists on food, the mind subsists on impressions. Right now, most of us are doing the same shit every day, and that's making our minds hungry. It can be really helpful to get some new impressions... Pick up a new hobby, make a new dish, go somewhere new--your mind will relax a little bit just because it's getting different food. These days I'm trying to just go on a night-time drive around town, picking a new area every week. I spend maybe 15-20 minutes just driving around and listening to music, no destination or goal. Then I come home, and home feels fresh. It's been really helpful for me.
- Pick a few small goals, things to look forward to. Schedule something for a week from now, even if you can do it today. Next friday, we're gonna have steak. Yes, we could have it tonight, but I'm letting anticipation build up.
I guess that anticipation thing makes sense. I mean, I was super looking forward to my conferences this summer, and now they're both vaporized. I feel terrible that Jeff can't come with me to the UK next year now, because that's when it's been postponed, and having no idea when we can travel again is killing me right now. He's neurotypical, and is taking things in such mellow stride it is upsetting me because I feel like he doesn't understand.
I tried to go for walks, Navy Police yelled at me, plus, the pollen count here is so fucking high, I don't know what to do. Normally this time of year, I try to go to the beach and get a considerable amount of sun to shake off the winter blues and get a tan for the military balls, ope, look what happened! No beach, no balls.
I mean, my best friend lives in Mississippi. This is the closest we've been in years and we've been lucky to see each other twice in the last year. Thanks to NOT having a super jealous and abusive husband anymore, I can travel to go see him, and I'm going to make that trip this summer, but it's the anxiety of driving that 10 hours versus flying 3 that sucks as well. Honestly, I'm doing everything in my power to just not get in the car and go, but I can't afford to put both of us at risk. Matt will be there at the end of this.
I think a lot of my issues stem from the fact that my life was going to be amazing this summer. I got chosen to speak at Oxford University, and now...POOF. We had this whole amazing trip, and it's gone. He's gonna be deploying on the regular again next year so...wtf is the point?
I don't see us getting out of this by the summer, and I feel by that point, there isn't going to be a world left to see.