Fear of a Lockdown Planet

I fear another lockdown. Without a job, and steady income, all I do is eat, drink coffee, browse the internet and impulsively spend.

The sale of our place can't come soon enough. I feel that my home has become a clandestine prison. Whenever I try to see positives, I get kicked in the teeth.

I am still applying for jobs, but I feel that there is so much effort for such little return. If I was looking benefits, this country would bend over backwards for me.

Whenever this, long-awaited, windfall arrives, I would let my PIP expire without renewal. Again, too much effort for little reward.

I remember being at Victoria Tube Station in 2017 - whenever I spent a day visiting friends in Brighton - and it just resembled a cattle-market. Belfast and Dublin are heading the same way.

This will pass. But, for now, I'm low. Disappointed

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  • I've been trying to embrace the prison that is my latest temporary home. I flip between hating and despairing at being in the prison and reassuring myself it'll be ok.

    It sounds like you're also flipping between being ok sometimes and low at other times.

    I started the period applying for work, I then turned to art and writing. Now my whole life is keeping going with the internet a mainly reluctant time killer. You guys are the nice part of the internet, the media and social media are the often nasty side. And yet I visit the nasty side just to see what's going on. A painful necessity maybe.

    You've got me listening to a bit of Mansun lately. It's been a couple of years since I last gave them a good listen.

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  • I've been trying to embrace the prison that is my latest temporary home. I flip between hating and despairing at being in the prison and reassuring myself it'll be ok.

    It sounds like you're also flipping between being ok sometimes and low at other times.

    I started the period applying for work, I then turned to art and writing. Now my whole life is keeping going with the internet a mainly reluctant time killer. You guys are the nice part of the internet, the media and social media are the often nasty side. And yet I visit the nasty side just to see what's going on. A painful necessity maybe.

    You've got me listening to a bit of Mansun lately. It's been a couple of years since I last gave them a good listen.

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