Sucks that my friend got long covid. In 2020 when she posted ig stories about going out, I cringed. As predicted, she got sick. I don't think she expected to still be sick over a year later and be unable to walk for longer than 10 minutes without her chest freezing up. It's sad. She seems like a bitter person now that she can't physically do anything. I really believed she was smarter than that. Welp.
The people I know who got covid have a few things in common. They're all drinkers, they all dropped out of school, and they are impulsive risk takers with a destructive streak, the types who can't hold down a relationship for longer than a few months or live in one place too long. People who get bored easily and need constant escape. They aren't essential workers. They had a choice, and they got sick, not from doing anything noble or necessary, but from getting drunk at bars. Maybe they delusionally thought they were invincible. Or maybe they don't think before they do anything.
A few years ago when I was younger and less emotionally stable, I might have made stupid choices like that too. I wanted to die and I hated everything. I was ungrateful. I learned the hard way that I need to protect and respect myself, or suffer painful consequences. I guess they are only learning that just now. I don't know what to do but shrug and shake my head, and be grateful that I'm not a fucking idiot. (Is that too harsh?)
I don't give anyone advice anymore because they don't listen anyway. It sucks watching people harm themselves when I saw it coming a mile away. It sucks not being able to do anything to protect people from themselves. And then to have to watch them suffer. :/
I'm grateful that I learned important life lessons before it was too late. I hope I can continue to avoid illness. I did an extra long yoga session today and it felt good. Took my vitamins, slept enough, did all that good self care stuff. Like my great great grandma said: "Everything will work out. It always does."
6:03 p.m. - 2021-08-28