I drove from Kuwait to my home town on Saturday, March 6th, just four hours before the borders closed. I found out that my home town to be closed off, with all access blocked, effective immediately.
My parents stayed home without making their daily visit to my grandparents, my sister worked from home, and my daughters started their school classes online. Although I’m a freelancer and used to working from home, depression and anxiety hit me. I stayed in bed for five days, only leaving for food and minimal interaction with my own family.
Depression doesn’t have a reason or a justification. It just happens. I saw my mother water her garden yesterday, and realized that I was so lucky to be spending time with them. Not everyone has their family at such a close distance. Why was I so upset and not thinking of the many people that have experienced sudden war and poverty that left them or their loved ones in loss?
Beating myself emotionally about why my feelings didn’t make sense wasn’t helpful…But I realize that having my phone in hand and constantly following the world news wasn’t either. Meditation and reading books will only work if I distance myself from the media. Therefore I’ll take as much time as possible to focus on the ones that matter the most and looking forward to seeing you all in person soon.