Today’s question is:
What do you miss the most about yourself from Pre-Covid 19?
Here we go:
I miss the times when I wasn’t insecure about myself and my body.
How about you?
Shoutout to @123456red
Today’s question is:
Ooo! I wish I wasnt so self councious, care what I look like, compare myself to others, be overly sensitive, get mad easily, and many other stuff I would like to not mention.
i miss the ppl i lost from it, i think i lost abt 5 family members or close friends, i wish i could just hug them again ;-;
Now, I have long covid. I am sick about 70% of the time. It’s so frustrating feeling weak and tired almost all of the time. I have absolutely no ambition to do things. Sometimes, I won’t even get up to eat. It takes too much energy. I know this sounds similar to depression but it is different.
Crocheting has kept me going! I don’t have the mental energy to do bookkeeping but I have no problem counting stitches doing amigurumi. Shrug.
Ribblr has been a mental life saver for me. Not only do I get to crochet endlessly, but I am also making friends and participating in a community of other crafters.
I’m almost 100% better off than I was before Covid.
I’m better mentally, I’m in a better financial situation, I’m slightly closer to my parents, I started crocheting, I’m slowly growing more confident in myself, etc.
The only thing I miss is not being in pain all the time. I can’t remember what it feels like to not be in pain.
I can’t remember being able to not constantly worry about making my headaches worse, or about stepping wrong and not being able to walk for the rest of the day + maybe the next couple days.
Idk this was longer than I meant it to be
everything. I feel like my entire life just fell apart during and after COVID. I’m a completely different person now. I lost so many qualities abt myself that I rlly miss, and relationships I thought would last forever were destroyed. I soo wish I had a Time Machine
i miss, yk, having the will to live- wait i didnt even have that then
but nonjokingly, my judgement, memory, and oversll self confidence has plunged since 2019
(edit rq, judt finding it sad i didnt have the will to survive since i was 7- never actuslly hit how bad that was untill now. uhm. f u n-)
I also wish I wasn’t sooo self conscious…I care a lot about what I look like now…Back then- I didn’t really care…
I miss not having an eating disorder and I also miss my innocence (sry for the trama dumping lol)
I miss everything about how the world used to work. Pretty much everything changed in some way from Covid (at tkd, people don’t watch our lessons anymore, at school we don’t have to change for pe) and a lot more. COVID was from 4th- 6th grade for me, so I was in early elementary school before it. I miss that I guess, cause middle school is just so much more of everything
i was technically a “essential worker” so i had to work regardless of what was going on! It was just my manager, coworker and i working (in a floral shop within a grocery store). I hated wearing the masks as Floral work is more physical labor than what people think.
I would say during that time, i was more stressed but saved a lot of money as we all didn’t know what was going to happen.
I’m alright now, but that time DEFINITELY changed A LOT of things.
I miss my mental health. I didn’t think of tragedy. I hadn’t had anyone get close to dying in my family. However, one good thing I like about now is I discovered crocheting and met all of you! Thank you for being a positive thing in my life!
I miss all the free time I had being just a housewife, having a covid baby took that out and the relatively stress free life. Though I wouldn’t change it for anything, just realize what little things were taken for granted.
Somewhere between then and now my arthritis flaired it’s angery head in my wrists/hands and really slowed me down!! I miss being able to crochet fast and not drop stitches because a lightning shock of pain that strikes when I turn my fingers, hands, or wrists in a way that triggers an unexpected reaction. (And joking with my dad. He passed from covid complications)
I miss my old school, but I’ve learned to get over it!
In my new school its so much better, and j don’t stress out nearly as much.
This is a very sad question but I so appreciate the people who dared share that they have Long COVID.
Anyone who has not had it don’t understand, and I found most don’t want to understand or care.
My daughter and son in law are very supportive but I can see in their eyes that they don’t think I have long COVID. You see, my husband died unexpectedly due to medical neglect during cancer treatment, 9 months later I found out I had Cancer (getting anything done during COVID restrictions was next to impossible) and caught a really BAD flu in Late February of 2020 in which I couldn’t breathe. After my total hysterectomy- within 19 days- my body and my brain fell apart.
I had sleep attacks ( described as the overwhelming urge to go to sleep- even when I tried to resist I would fall asleep right where I was- the car, the floor, the couch, the chair etc) the worst headache ever in my life, dizzy, usual pleasant smells smelled awful, I couldn’t see out of parts of my left eye, my whole body ached, horrible tinnitus, I couldn’t think clearly, I couldn’t sign my signature right, sometimes my hands shook, I slept 20-24 hours at a time and still felt exhausted, feeling hot to the point that I just wanted to slay my body, profuse sweating, ( had to have air conditioner on 62 degrees AND sit in front of a high powered fan to feel any relief), tingling in my legs and fingers, the awful rash which I can only describe as similar to shingles, hives at times, and dare I mention the profound all encompassing fatigue?
So these symptoms translated into no more cooking/cleaning/shopping/working as a Nurse Practitioner, very limited driving ( sleep attacks), no laundry done for 6 months (my mom ended up doing it all), no showers for days and days/ only taking shower day before a medical appointment, no changing clothes/pajamas for days and days, no taking care of cats or cat box for weeks etc. , it was the most debilitating experience in my lifetime. Oh, and a few months into it I cried all day every day.
The only saving thing, and I thank Jesus for this, was (after yelling at my nurse supervisor to advocate for me) was I was approved for disability retirement.
During the next year it was like this. I got a little better, but as soon as I did something I was exhausted for the next 2 days. All this time NO ONE knew what was going on, gaslit by several doctors, treated like I was a drug addict, you name it.
Finally, my GYN tested for antibodies and I was positive. She had previously diagnosed me with CFS- which is similar to Long COVID.
So that’s my story. Like others, I may look like I’m fine and can do some normal things, but what they don’t see is how I pay for it for the next day or so.
Crochet was my source of comfort once I started to feel better, my identity was wrapped in my productivity, and crochet helped me feel like I was producing something plus keeping me out of my own head so to speak.
I’m so sorry you feel this way although I can relate. Hopefully you have some people in your life who speak life into you.
So sorry about the death of your father, the grief is all too real.
Like @gizmo705ok , I miss my health.
I caught COVID in March of 2020 - I was on a cross-country business trip right as lockdowns kicked off - and I’ve been sick since. COVID itself had me bed-bound and quarantined for a full eight weeks. Long COVID has left me unable to work, do many household chores, pretty much everything I used to do without much thought. It’s not rare that I’ll be so exhausted from some ordinary task that I’ll sleep for 24+ hours straight.
I’m incredibly lucky to have a partner who both believes me and understands the psychological toll that comes with suddenly finding one’s self ‘useless’.
I’m so sorry @MissDaisies. It’s hard for people to understand the exhaustion that comes with long covid. I completely understand paying the price for daring to exert energy - the next day in bed, all day. It’s quite serious.