Depression, as I had been dreading since the first few days of quarantine, has finally started settling in and it’s just as bad as I wished it wouldn’t be.

Emilie’s #MadCovidDiaries 23.4.2020 TW: Severe Depression As I write this, we are on day 39 of the quarantine here in France. I’ve started seeing people again, since most of us have been quarantining for over a month now. Pretty much, I’ve only seen my father who came to see me twice in the last coupleContinue reading “Depression, as I had been dreading since the first few days of quarantine, has finally started settling in and it’s just as bad as I wished it wouldn’t be.”

Time and life have changed into sand that’s slipping between my fingers.

Emilie’s #MadCovidDiaries 4.4.2020 TW: Self Harm As I set out to write this post, I realise I’m not on my second but on my third week of quarantine. I see on social media that people are still counting days, but I’m apparently starting to lose track of time. It was to be expected, I guess.Continue reading “Time and life have changed into sand that’s slipping between my fingers.”