in mourning for the world we used to have
Mar. 17th, 2020 12:34 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
leeshajoyToday's my birthday. I should be celebrating. Instead, I'm sitting inside, trying not to cry as I think about the state of the world right now.
My own situation isn't too bad. I'm working extremely reduced hours at the hotel because so few people are traveling, but I have enough savings to get by for a while. In fact, I'm seriously considering going on unpaid leave for the rest of the month so I don't have to fret over whether I'm working on a given day or not.
No, it's other people I'm worried about. How many people are going to get sick, or get other people sick, because they can't afford to stay at home? How many people are stuck in quarantine with their abusers? How many people are going to lose their livelihoods because of the economy tanking? How much are things going to change, forever, because of this pandemic?
This is going to sound hyperbolic, but I genuinely feel like I'm in mourning right now. The world that existed last week is gone, and there's nothing I can do.
My own situation isn't too bad. I'm working extremely reduced hours at the hotel because so few people are traveling, but I have enough savings to get by for a while. In fact, I'm seriously considering going on unpaid leave for the rest of the month so I don't have to fret over whether I'm working on a given day or not.
No, it's other people I'm worried about. How many people are going to get sick, or get other people sick, because they can't afford to stay at home? How many people are stuck in quarantine with their abusers? How many people are going to lose their livelihoods because of the economy tanking? How much are things going to change, forever, because of this pandemic?
This is going to sound hyperbolic, but I genuinely feel like I'm in mourning right now. The world that existed last week is gone, and there's nothing I can do.
