We're back in the office full time this week, although numbers are still high and no one wears their mask appropriately. Fun, depressing fact: I work for public health. My employer has also made it clear they will offer no flexibility for childcare, even if a child must quarantine, and they don't care about us carrying COVID home to our families. So, I've decided to quit. My last day is Friday. I don't have a new job yet, but I have a few interviews lined up (all remote positions). After this pandemic, I'm not going to waste my time in an organization that doesn't care about my health (while they should!).
November 12, 2021
I've often felt like keeping this journal has made me frame my experience. Instead of just pushing things down all the time or even trying to deceive myself. I've known I needed to consider the pandemic on a personal, political & sociological, even historical, level. I'm glad of that. It's also been a sort of release. I've been comfortable ranting sometimes. I've been surprised at the anger that's inside of me. Somehow it's expanded my perspective. I'm not saying that's particularly made me more hopeful. But oddly I feel like I've earned my vision of this, rather than simply being reactionary. So thank you all, that conceived and worked to make this possible. I'm grateful for you.
October 11, 2021