We have been self-isolating since returning from the US eight days ago – and so we have two days remaining of it. Not that we will be able to go anywhere anyway after our isolation ends. London and our area are now basically in a new lockdown again starting today.
So surprise, surprise, we had a quiet Friday night in:
Having a look for new films to distract myself, I discovered one I have not seen in years (since probably the 1990s, in a cinema, uh, to be honest) that I realized I would like now to watch again. That I am sure is a shock to you. For some reason, I never bought the DVD:
But actually I decided another film needed its yearly rewatch first:
That often silly and escapist latter film also led me to think about this and partly brought on this post. Because in a way this year it depressed me. And of course that reaction was THE OPPOSITE of what it should have done.
The other spur was I saw the other day as well this pop up in my Instagram:
And that set me off. Allow me to be the contrarian here. My private response to seeing that suggestion…
…I illustrate for you above.
This may be a difficult season of the year for many even in good times. However, 2020 is perhaps the worst Christmas season in decades. For many more people than usual it is indeed the absolute worst Christmas of their lives.
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Samaritans (@samaritans) December 19, 2020
If this year is much tougher for you than any previous one, if you feel there is no hope, if you feel there is no reason to go on… believe me I DO UNDERSTAND YOU. I have been there. Indeed I have been there more recently than you may think.
For as long as I can recall I have gone through periods of finding life so wearing and futile, and feeling myself alone and even a failure. If you knew me, you would probably be stunned by that admission. More than once I have even caught myself – and have again even just in recent days – wondering what would be the difference if I disappeared tomorrow or twenty-five years from now.
In this extra-lousy year, you more than ever may feel the deck is stacked against you, that you cannot catch a break, and that you just cannot cope with even one more setback. As a British prime minister once aptly said: “If you’re going through hell, keep going.” If you are currently going through that personal hell, please always try also to remember you are in fact NOT going through it alone.