At the beginning of COVID I was in my glory. It was everything I ever wanted. I was home safe. My husband was home safe. My family was home safe. My anxiety was relieved. No one was driving anywhere. No one was in a place that would pose them any risk. Everything was safe and sound.
As things opened up my anxiety started to rear its ugly head. Having to go out in public; my husband driving 30km to work every day, and the ever-present risk of contracting COVID. All of these things
were are things I worry about. It’s not done yet.