This week, my mindset has swayed from anger when I see people stockpiling toilet paper and hand sanitiser, to worry about my parents’ vulnerable health during the pandemic, to nervous anticipation when I think about what this might mean for my household’s income and the ramifications of that.
These feelings are real. I can feel them physically, and they are in people’s chests and stomachs all over the nation. So I feel a little gaslighted when I’m told to take a bath, or use oils or a clay mask to bliss out and take my worries away. Sometimes skincare just doesn’t cut it.
Many of us at home are trying to juggle kids and work, so there’s not actually more time, there’s seemingly less. The juggle is harder. The days seem longer and the space is smaller and all of that gets to you after a while. The news churns out the same scenes of disgraceful people fighting in…
