Watching life turn upside down has reminded me of another time my world crashed down around me: going to rehab for drug addiction.
Though I’m the first to admit that dumpster fire was entirely my own doing, I can’t help but see some clear parallels between surviving that burn and this one.
Dare I say it, but rehab prepared me for this. And in case it can aid you to, I’d like to share a few parallels I’ve observed.
People are dead…and we’re pissy about not going outside?
How dare we mourn our inconveniences when there were whole lives lost, right?
And yet whether we shut down the conversation or not, a most definitive frustration, negativity, and general feeling of depression exists among many people who (one could argue) have “no right” to feel anything but grateful for what they DO have. How do we navigate privileged problems?
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