I misjudged the coronavirus covid-19
Last week. I wrote my first ever blog post.
This week, I find that same post to be glib and cringe-worthy.
I totally misjudged the seriousness of the coronavirus (covid-19).
My tongue-in-cheek piece about online learning to relieve the boredom of self-isolation seems somewhat icky now the reality of the situation has dawned on me.
People are dying. Folks are losing their loved ones and then there’s me over here joking about it.
The seriousness of it first hit me on Thursday, when I went to my #acorns5 meeting in Donegal.
My business friends were dealing with customer cancellations. Then it was announced that the schools in Ireland would close that day for a couple of weeks.
“Oh” I thought. “This is actually much more serious than I imagined.”
Until that day I honestly thought “Oh it’s just the media blowing things out of proportion, like they always do”.
I spent the majority of my life in the UK and the media there always make a mountain out of a molehill. (I now live in Ireland and I’ve observed much more respect here in the way news stories are reported).
The images below pretty much sum up my attitude towards the coronavirus last week.
A couple of years ago, I stopped exposing myself to too much news coverage.
I realised that I was anxious.
I was having thoughts about news that were making my anxious.
Because words matter. The words we input into ourselves can cause us to think and feel a certain way.
In the morning I would put the news on whilst getting ready for work.
Then I’d get in the car and put the radio on. News discussions continued to fill my ears.
If I had the radio on during the day, I’d get news updates on the hour, every hour, with some news discussion in between.
I talked to people at work about the news.
After work I’d discuss the news with my family, and then be exposed to more news via social media.
Then I’d watch the evening news.
I was putting A LOT of news into my head. My subconscious brain must have been working overtime thinking about all the news I was inputting.
Those thoughts caused me to feel anxious.
I was addicted to news. I was addicted to feeling anxious.
I took me a while to realise this and much effort to wean myself away from it.
Since limiting my exposure to UK news coverage, I’ve felt my anxiety lift.
I personally came to the conclusion that daily news (which in the UK is the same news across the mainstream platforms) is designed to induce anxiety in a population.
If the people are anxious, they conform and consume more. They look up to their governments who can then step in and ‘rescue’ them from the big bad wolf.
I wasn’t going to fall for it any longer.
Since then, I’ve mostly excelled at self-distancing from news coverage.
I’ve been filling the gap with interesting books and podcasts. Life improved for me as a result of not taking news too seriously.
I took the news about the coronavirus in much the same way….. It’s all a big panic about nothing.
Now I see it differently.
I’ve cancelled my two trips away over the next 2 weekends and will be staying at home.
I don’t want to be responsible for the spread of it.
Thanks for reading.
With Big Boss Level Love from Sharon xx
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