• I still struggle to know how I want to represent my weeks. I’m afraid of posting about things such that anyone gets the picture that I’m doing well or doesn’t know that in 2025 Covid is still a large and limiting part of my life.
• I am not doing well. But I try. It’s really hard and I struggle a lot.
• Having Long Covid and living in a world which thinks it has moved on from Covid sucks. I wish I could be optimistic that my Long Covid will improve any this year but I can’t.
• The best I can realistically hope for is that my mental health improves. I’ve started with a new therapist who specialises in neurodiversity. It’s early days but so far looking at the state of me through a neurodivergent lens and considering the trauma and isolation of Long Covid has given me hope.
• Anyway, sorry about banging on about Covid again.
• Despite it all, there is light in my life (it is a person) and I started the new year as a (US) Southerner ought to with back eyed peas, cornbread, ham and greens.
• An embroidery sampler, my umpteenth calendar layout in Figma and re-watching Severance have made me lose track of time and not think about much else—which is ideal.
• I took down my Christmas decorations. The neighbours really liked my tiny trees and fairy lights in the window!

Published on — Mon Jan 06 2025