I’ve been reading posts on social media over the last couple of weeks, and people seem to be unsure and unsteady. This COVID-19 thing has gotten them into a space where they are having trouble figuring out what to do.
One of the most hilarious reactions I’ve noted is people rushing out to buy toilet paper. And they’re buying months worth.
If the new economy is going to be rolls and pieces of TP, I’ll be as well off as I was in the old economy I figure.
Standing in the middle of the street
Have you ever seen a tourist standing in the middle of a crosswalk, looking in every direction and clearly unsure of where to go? Have you ever been there yourself? That’s the image that comes to my mind when I observe the various reactions of people to this new world situation we have.
And in ways, I don’t understand this at all.
I’m feeling nothing.
Yes, I get it
I understand that things have changed, are changing still, will continue to change. I understand the risks that we all now face.
I understand, maybe better than many, the risks to older people with health issues. I’m older. I have health issues.
I don’t quite understand the concept of confusion and the way it seems to be confounding people’s progress.
And yet …
Well, I guess I sort of do understand it in a different way.
I, with my ADHD, have been in a state of confused disunderstanding (not misunderstanding) for all my life.
I can see the immediate need for washing my hands and not touching my face after being out in public, but I can’t see what I’m going to do about any of this stuff next week.
I don’t feel worried
I do not really worry about any of this though and that’s why I’m confused by others.
I guess it’s a case of being used to this.
I’m well acquainted with not really knowing what I’ll be doing in a week, I’ve lived my entire life like that.
Stuff pops up
Having ADHD means constantly coping with the myriad little issues that make up our disorder. We compensate for one thing and three more things pop up in our lives. We try not to perseverate at something like binging TV and in an effort to get important things done we start twenty different jobs and leave them incomplete because we’re just trying to be proactive.
But as I’ve said, I’m used to that. The people around me that are just waiting for the next hit to come along, the next requirement for living safely, the next fusillade of arrows of change in their lives are not.
They are not used to this rapidly changing style of life.
Be understanding, won’t you?