Slow down! in through the looking glass.

The last year and a half of these pages read like a fever dream. Isolation and shortages and angry protests and pipe bombs. Is it any wonder I’m having a hard time feeling that it’s okay to slow down?

I was expected to carry on through it all. On the very day I gave birth I juggled work calls and childcare while my son was quarantined due to a positive case in his daycare class. My superiors knew but were still asking me to prepare materials for a meeting the next day.

So it’s a bit difficult for me to adapt to the idea that I’m finally allowed this break from work, simply because I’ve had a baby. Frankly, this is a cakewalk compared to some of the shit we’ve had to navigate in the past year and a half.

I have to keep reminding myself that what we’ve gone through is not normal. It’s okay to slow down.