It has also has spotlighted one of my (many) character flaws… Im getting hurt way too easily. What a baby.
You would think a chick in her mid-late-60s would have her $hit together enough to not let the panic of the pandemic rattle her cage.
Well, my friends, my cage has been rattled.
One thing I’ve noticed is that people are getting very opinionated and vocal about this pandemic. I am reading responses (this happens to be on Facebook) from people that are bordering on nasty. And like a runaway train, it keeps on going. Faster and faster.
Schools are already closed in my state, along with churches, restaurants, and activities of any sort. Now the discussion/debate is whether we should be “social distancing.” If we should stay away from public gathering places like restaurants in order to not get/spread this virus. I gave my simpleton response to someone’s FB question and was dutifully pounced on for it.
Look. I am old(er). My family and friends are either getting up here or past me. I have young kids and younger grandkids. We are all concerned. We are all in various stages of understanding something like this, and are doing our best.
But there are increasing numbers of people who are losing patience. People who are yelling and scolding online to people they don’t even know. Even people who make jokes to get through the darkness are being sent to the woodshed. The big bravado provided from behind a computer screen makes people pull that “what’s the matter with you?” card.
It makes me hesitant to post anything anymore.
I understand the reasoning behind ultra caution. What I don’t understand is the bullying.
Look, people. I’ve survived cancer, family members dying, car rollovers, and surgeries. I will survive the coronavirus, too, without stocking up for Armageddon.
Everybody gets it. This is a bad time for healthcare. World War II and Vietnam and the Holocaust were bad times for healthcare, too. But we survived.
There is no need to get naughty and nasty about sharing your opinions. These are your fellow human beings you’re talking to. I don’t want us to become a world isolated from itself because some still don’t “get it.” We need to share ideas and opinions so we can learn. So we can grow.
Stop yelling at me. Or my friends. Or at people I don’t know.
Stop being a bully.
This, too, shall pass. But the hurt feelings won’t.