fear

now this post goes out to my dear friend Janice, whom I officially bequeath the honorable title Genius of Yum in too many departments I can mention in the space of one blog, but the number one department would have to be turning my head around on heavy rotation to think differently from her perspective alone.

yesterday I am sitting in Moreland Road at the usual place and two women are walking by. One is wearing a shield and not a mask which is odd because they have been banned. But the look she was giving me; a look of pure determination as she got closer. Then it happens.

she grabs me with a force the envy of ten men combined and throws me off the seat. I am petrified. The woman with her states that she is intellectually disabled and starts apologizing for her actions. Once she had left I had a thought for the others I have mentioned in this blog who have some kind of mental impairment and what they might be going through right now, as everything is amplified. Intense. Then I had a thought about another aspect of all of this that could be a category all of it's own.

countless mentions of Covid deaths but not one mention of Covid related deaths. People who died in relation despair or loss in so many areas. Getting fired from a job they love or their business closing altogether. The loss of a soul mate or significant relative. Can I be blunt? Just how many people have killed themselves during all this?

Being exposed to a fear so fundamental that it confronts their very existence. Then there is a disorder that may develop and result in agoraphobia and all the fears that go along with that. I am only mentioning this in passing but hoarders, how are they coping during all this?

Can we get a statistical read out on those numbers?