I got to be real with you all, this pandemic has pushed me to the breaking point on a nearly daily bases.
Normally i suffer from Anxiety Disorder, OCD and PTSD. Growing up heavyset, i was often mocked and teased in public and to this day, i normally don’t like to brave crowds by myself and will almost never go into a mall or movie without friends. Ive been in treatment for decades, but its still a severe underlying issue i’ve worked hard at solving my whole life.
This pandemic has taken a slowly healing mental wound and ripped it wide open to the point I’m trying desperately not to bleed out.
I live with my elderly parents and take care of them as best i can in a very dysfunctional household ravaged by various physical and mental illnesses (many undiagnosed except mine). So before the pandemic life was difficult, but i always found relief in hanging out with my friends (who are sadly not big ghostbusters fans), doing Youtube videos, and allowing myself to escape in movies and video games.
Ghostbusters is my first clear memory in life. I can distinctly recall as a child (i was born June of 83) watching it from my playpen on an old 13 inch Magnavox TV on HBO and my father recording it on a VHS Tape.
It was that moment i fell in love with the movie and became obsessed with it. As i got older, i would run home from my school bus from pre school just to watch the closing credits to The Real Ghostbusters (i never made it home in time to watch the full episodes) and would wake up saturday mornings early to watch the show and play with my figures.
I adored ghostbusters and it became a life long love. A love i tried to pass on to my friends kids (i dont have children of my own) and share the thing that bought so much joy to my life.
So 2020 was supposed to be the year that finally after over 30 years i would be able to sit down in a theater with my friends and their kids (who i view as my nieces and nephews) and finally see a true continuation of the franchise (I hated the reboot not because they were women, but because it totally discarded the first two films entirely) and not only see the characters i loved return, but have my nieces and nephews meet new characters not to much older then themselves catch ghosts too and something they could identifie and connect with themselves.
Then this pandemic hit, and it triggered my Anxiety, depression, and severe OCD.
I wear a resperator just to go out to get the mail or take out the garbage. I got strict rules i follow not to get infected, not for my sake, but for my parents, who have underlying health issues and i know i could not live with myself knowing i got them sick or even killed because i was too relaxed in taking precausions to prevent getting sick.
At this point i dont even care if i myself get sick and die from this virus. I fully except the fact i am expendable. Im mentally disabled, i have no family of my own, if i die, so be it, but i refuse to let anyone else get sick or die because of me!
So in order to take every single precaution possible, i have not hung out with friends since the summer (and even when i did i wore my resperator) after i had multiple severe panic attacks.
I just cant afford to risk it, and ive been in total isolation since mid Auguest. The only contact i have with them is the ocasional text or facetime chat.
Its been a brutal nightmare with panic attacks almost daily. Ive been severly depressed, even suicidial at points (with no plans to act on them and i am in treatment so their is no concern) and i keep telling myself, every day is a day closer to getting a vaccine and hanging out with my friends and going to go see Ghostbusters Afterlife.
Its been brutal waiting because im the type of person that for all my bitching and moaning if there is something i can possably do to change the outcome, i do it.
This their is nothing i can do except to wait for a vaccine and keep doing what ive been doing since the start of this thing and finding a way to keep moving forward.
Its been beyond hard and every further delay of the film is a heart breaking thing to me and their isnt a day that goes by i wonder if i’ll ever get a vaccine, or if ill ever see my friends in person again, or see this film.
But i refuse to give in, and i keep fighting to move forward!
Sry to vent but i figure i just tell my side of this nightmare.