Life in the Time of Coronavirus | The Series

I've really been struggling to find the right words (or rather, come to terms) with what is happening across the world right now. It feels like we're all living in the most boring dystopian movie ever made (am I right?)

As an eternal optimist, the last couple of weeks have been very challenging to accept and in truth, there have been times where I have lost control and let hysteria take over.

It is for the latter reason that I have been quiet. Last week, when this all fully took off, I felt that if I wrote how I truly felt, it wouldn't have been helpful for anyone to consume. I did a poll on social media with the full intention of writing but with things changing every single day, my thoughts quickly became outdated.

Over the last few weeks, I have swung from mild bemusement at the situation to full-blown terror. I've had good days and bad - days where my emotions have gotten the better of me, days where I have felt very scared about the future, and days where I've been fearful. Fearful for my loved ones, fearful for myself and fearful about life as we know it.

However, what truly frightened me was the sudden, total loss of my sense of humour! Anyone who knows me (truly) will know that I like my humour black (just like my coffee). I can usually find the funny side to any situation and in all honesty, I revel in the audacity and the shock value of making light out of the bad. However, with this... I just couldn't find anything to laugh at - and that has never happened before. And yeah, I know there isn't much to laugh about at all when you take an objective view - but to suddenly feel devoid of happiness and hope... well, that was a dark place to be in. And the problem is is that it is all too easy to let the darkness overwhelm your thoughts.

However, as with most things, we overcome, and we adapt - and that's exactly what I have done. And by accepting what I can and cannot control, I have definitely become happier - and my sense of humour, I'm glad to say is returning with full force. Because at the end of the day, if you can't find joy in the small things during this crisis, it's going to be a long and miserable couple of months.

There will still be bad days - and there's no point shying away from this. And truly, if I'm lucky enough to stay healthy throughout this situation, I think the true victim will be my spine (homeworking problemz). But I'm determined to get through this thing and emerge a stronger, more humble human being at the end of it.

I've got loads of content ideas over the next few months to keep folks entertained (and let's be honest, you now have plenty of time to read my blog now - silver linings and all that).

I truly hope that everyone remains safe and well during this time. Stay strong.