I’m scared. I’ve read about epidemics and pandemics. I’ve seen movies and TV episodes about viral outbreaks. I know this has happened before in history, and humanity as a whole survived, and we have better medical science and technology now than we’ve ever had before. But I’m still scared.
I am sure humanity will survive this. We’ve survived worse. I am not at high risk and I’m being very careful. But I’m still scared.
I’ve never experienced anything like this. The last pandemic even close to this was over sixty-one years before I was born. My parents never experienced anything like this. My life ’til now has been pretty normal; I graduated high school, went to university, got a job. But now I’m stuck at home trying to avoid getting myself or others sick. So I’m scared.
I went to the grocery store on Thursday and so many shelves were stripped bare. People are panicking and stockpiling. I had to dig through a pile of empty plastic milk crates just to find a jug of milk. Who is stockpiling milk? I just wanted one. Otherwise, it’ll go sour before I use it. I hope I have enough toilet paper since I couldn’t find it anywhere. I’m not panic buying, but I am scared.
I’m watching shows and movies to get my mind off the fear. I’m cleaning my house and I’m writing. I’m playing with my cats who are delighted that I’m home all day. I’m trying to stay positive, but I’m still scared.