I am suffering from anxiety.
For the last few months the meeja has delighted in telling me how the Virus restrictions were causing depression and anxiety, particularly amongst us aged “caccooners”. That was a load of bollox. Never once did any of their “lock down” restrictions cause any depression or even a twinge of anxiety simply because I ignored all of them.
Now I’m not made of stone and the situation has indeed aroused some emotion in me, but that emotion was mainly annoyance and frustration. I was annoyed at the constant ubiquitous mentions of the Virus, such as the advertisement that the HSE placed on just about every satellite channel telllng us what the fucking Virus was and what the fucking symptoms were and the tacky slogans that were/are all pervasive.
As from today, just about all the major restrictions have been removed. As far as I am aware, all pubs, shops, restaurants and hairdressers and their ilk can resume business [subject of course to their “anti-social distancing” ].
So why my sudden attack of anxiety?
Well, I’m tied to the house today as I’m expecting deliveries and a visitor, so I can’t go down to the village this afternoon. That is the cause of my anxiety….
Is my coffee shop open at last?