I’ve noticed that since Covid Times I’ve become more anxious and sometimes hermit like, although that might be also to do with raging hormones and all the midlife crap. I sometimes don’t know what I’m meant to be doing, which direction to go in, what happened to ‘me’ in the midst of getting older and being all the things to all the people. I don’t have any answers but want you to know that you are one of my dearest friends and I love all these paintings so much xxx
The joys of hormones. They are responsible for oh so may tings and yet brushed off so easily by others. They are incredibly powerful and fuel us to be astonishing but also challenge us in ways that affect us in ways we could not possibly appreciate. They have intensified so many of my symptoms of late, and things I used to be able to hide from people I now can’t keep to myself at all.
These shared experiences can only make us stronger and feel safer in ourselves I feel.
I think so too, it’s easy to feel isolated and that you’re the only one going through it, but when you start to have conversations you realise other women are dealing with similar feelings and symptoms. I’ve felt much better knowing it’s not just me. I know some people call this time of life the change but I like to think it’s more of a reawakening and we are circling back to ourselves.
Thank you so much for your open honesty. I think many women can identify with you, and the more we show up with clarity, the more we can feel accepted and normal. I’m sorry for your struggles. I love everything you create. Your inner strengths and beauty are genuinely expressed through your art and it shines bright. I recognize that this is a silly offer, and you probably won’t take me up on it, but if you ever need someone in a North American time zone to chat to, I’m here. I’m here for all the good and bad. Please know that I’m thinking of you.
Thank you for such a lovely reply. You are so very right, the more women and humans in general take about their experiences free of judgement and ridicule the more we learn and feel content to be ourselves. And wonderful comments like yours make it less scary to do so. x
I don't have any advice for you Marna but I do hear you. Covid pretty much changed everything for me too but in a different way. During Covid my husband was finally diagnosed with a life limiting and ultimately terminal condition. Lockdown did actually give us time and me in particular, to adjust to this new reality. I now find myself living as a single person while still being married so lots of adjustments are ongoing. Add in the fact that I'm now 71 but feel 50 something and it all gets very confusing. I hope you get some good support for how you are feeling. I do agree that labels are no good but a diagnosis opens doors to support and sometimes new friends. It would be lovely if your pony came along and if it's any consolation, I want to move to Cornwall but I doubt it will happen lol Take care.
It was truly a double edged sword wasn’t it, the days of isolation and hours of time. The adjustment to a new way of life I have found is very surreal, a feeling of dislocation from the world, like I was living parallel to everyone else. Together but separated by a screen.
It must have be a very confusing time for you and I thinking of you and sending you much love. When a tragic event happens it changes us so much, I felt like I lost myself and then I had to find a new self and it is something I’m still trying to do. Never stop dreaming of living in Cornwall. I’m in the missile of moving to Saltburn and I never believed that would happen but it did. You just never know. xx
Hi Marna. I'm the same. This week I couldn't breathe. Coincidentally I read an item in a health issue of a mag i get and they said it was common after Covid. Made me think. I had that first jab a few days after being trapped on a shop amongst a crowd of other customers and none of them were masking. I became poorly and everyone blamed the jab, Astra Zenica. I was ill just over a week, spent taking paracetamol and in bed. As I recovered, I still felt awful but drove myself and my bloke down to the beach, where we park up in disabled, blue badge spaces. So, we're watching a grey, cold sea and as I always ask, I checked with Blue Badge man, could I go for a walk? You just go a couple of metres on a path that runs alongside the beach. Ours is pebbly and flatten out nicely, here so I was able to walk on the pebbles, nice and flat. Further down, it forms banks like Giant steps, that you have to climb up after you get to the bottom and a sliver of sand... I collapsed! My legs just went. Nobody on a cold day so I struggled up. There was a lady with a dog squeezing herself between the tide and the pebbles so I managed to slither down each slope and when I met up with her, I laughed and said, "oh! I didn't realise that I have to climb back! I don't think I can! "
Oh dear... We chatted, mainly about dogs but I said about my vaccine reaction and she said I should walk along a bit to where the pebbles may be easier but I knew them of old. When I came back to the car, I was exhausted. I had crawled up each pebble bank on my knees. I feel like I've been tired ever since. I take Vitamin B12. I think don't sleep as much during the day but I'm still struggling with getting my jobs and hobbies done. The TV is much easier.
I’ve noticed that since Covid Times I’ve become more anxious and sometimes hermit like, although that might be also to do with raging hormones and all the midlife crap. I sometimes don’t know what I’m meant to be doing, which direction to go in, what happened to ‘me’ in the midst of getting older and being all the things to all the people. I don’t have any answers but want you to know that you are one of my dearest friends and I love all these paintings so much xxx
The joys of hormones. They are responsible for oh so may tings and yet brushed off so easily by others. They are incredibly powerful and fuel us to be astonishing but also challenge us in ways that affect us in ways we could not possibly appreciate. They have intensified so many of my symptoms of late, and things I used to be able to hide from people I now can’t keep to myself at all.
These shared experiences can only make us stronger and feel safer in ourselves I feel.
I think so too, it’s easy to feel isolated and that you’re the only one going through it, but when you start to have conversations you realise other women are dealing with similar feelings and symptoms. I’ve felt much better knowing it’s not just me. I know some people call this time of life the change but I like to think it’s more of a reawakening and we are circling back to ourselves.
Hi Marna,
Thank you so much for your open honesty. I think many women can identify with you, and the more we show up with clarity, the more we can feel accepted and normal. I’m sorry for your struggles. I love everything you create. Your inner strengths and beauty are genuinely expressed through your art and it shines bright. I recognize that this is a silly offer, and you probably won’t take me up on it, but if you ever need someone in a North American time zone to chat to, I’m here. I’m here for all the good and bad. Please know that I’m thinking of you.
Nola
Hi Nola
Thank you for such a lovely reply. You are so very right, the more women and humans in general take about their experiences free of judgement and ridicule the more we learn and feel content to be ourselves. And wonderful comments like yours make it less scary to do so. x
I don't have any advice for you Marna but I do hear you. Covid pretty much changed everything for me too but in a different way. During Covid my husband was finally diagnosed with a life limiting and ultimately terminal condition. Lockdown did actually give us time and me in particular, to adjust to this new reality. I now find myself living as a single person while still being married so lots of adjustments are ongoing. Add in the fact that I'm now 71 but feel 50 something and it all gets very confusing. I hope you get some good support for how you are feeling. I do agree that labels are no good but a diagnosis opens doors to support and sometimes new friends. It would be lovely if your pony came along and if it's any consolation, I want to move to Cornwall but I doubt it will happen lol Take care.
It was truly a double edged sword wasn’t it, the days of isolation and hours of time. The adjustment to a new way of life I have found is very surreal, a feeling of dislocation from the world, like I was living parallel to everyone else. Together but separated by a screen.
It must have be a very confusing time for you and I thinking of you and sending you much love. When a tragic event happens it changes us so much, I felt like I lost myself and then I had to find a new self and it is something I’m still trying to do. Never stop dreaming of living in Cornwall. I’m in the missile of moving to Saltburn and I never believed that would happen but it did. You just never know. xx
Hi Marna. I'm the same. This week I couldn't breathe. Coincidentally I read an item in a health issue of a mag i get and they said it was common after Covid. Made me think. I had that first jab a few days after being trapped on a shop amongst a crowd of other customers and none of them were masking. I became poorly and everyone blamed the jab, Astra Zenica. I was ill just over a week, spent taking paracetamol and in bed. As I recovered, I still felt awful but drove myself and my bloke down to the beach, where we park up in disabled, blue badge spaces. So, we're watching a grey, cold sea and as I always ask, I checked with Blue Badge man, could I go for a walk? You just go a couple of metres on a path that runs alongside the beach. Ours is pebbly and flatten out nicely, here so I was able to walk on the pebbles, nice and flat. Further down, it forms banks like Giant steps, that you have to climb up after you get to the bottom and a sliver of sand... I collapsed! My legs just went. Nobody on a cold day so I struggled up. There was a lady with a dog squeezing herself between the tide and the pebbles so I managed to slither down each slope and when I met up with her, I laughed and said, "oh! I didn't realise that I have to climb back! I don't think I can! "
Oh dear... We chatted, mainly about dogs but I said about my vaccine reaction and she said I should walk along a bit to where the pebbles may be easier but I knew them of old. When I came back to the car, I was exhausted. I had crawled up each pebble bank on my knees. I feel like I've been tired ever since. I take Vitamin B12. I think don't sleep as much during the day but I'm still struggling with getting my jobs and hobbies done. The TV is much easier.