Lambs, buds and entwined wool

I do the same walk every day. Across a field and over to a village. I’ve watched gardens come out of hibernation and the lambs grow up. Nature and animals have been totally unaffected by what has been going on in the world. My walk is sometimes the only opportunity that I have to clear my head, think of nothing and be me.

My other world of work, home and relationships feels like a small box stuffed with a huge amount of entwined wool. I'm desperately trying to find the beginning of the thread so I can sort it out.

I am learning about my own mental health

I have always had issues with anxiety and depression so when the isolation started I was aware that I had to be very alert. I didn't want this experience to terribly affect my relation with my husband, so I decided to consciously try to be talkative about my feelings, fears and triggers, like never before. Even if I didn't want to or if I feared being vulnerable.

Our relationship is stronger than ever actually. I am not happy this whole thing is happening to all of us but I'm very happy about my response to it.

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