I feel anxiety in my gut. GI upset ensues.

Things change every second. Paranoia has set in. I am scared. Everyone is scared. No one knows what is happening or what is going to happen. I feel my daughter’s forehead every three seconds. I reevaluate my own symptoms and try and decide if I’m sick or just anxious as fuck.

Jobs are becoming sketchy. Daycare is dwindling their hours. Traffic has lightened.

I’m trying to be present and acknowledge that I am still very lucky. But this is a truly horrific situation