We lost our dad at the end of 2020. On top of that I ended up in hospital with covid and have been out for two weeks now.
How do you pick yourself up? All I want to do is hibernate, looking obsessively at photos of him. I just can't be bothered to do anything. My poor husband is doing everything at home and has been a godsend while I try and get over covid. Luckily he is furloughed (well not luckily really) but he hasn't got the pressure of work to deal with too. I suppose I just have to push myself and get on with it.
I know there are a lot worse off than me, with no support network, I just needed to vent I guess.
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic