A psychiatrist with the National Health Service in the UK writes about grappling with grief after the death of her partner due to COVID-19.
I want to spend the remainder of my life doing what pleases me the most.
During the pandemic, I finally understood that the hate that I have for my body comes from others.
There are stories far more disturbing and worse than ours. But we have a voice and the means to use it.
We are all praying for a magical wand to obliterate all signs of the virus from our lives. What I fear is that this isn’t yet another wait for Godot.
I may never entirely understand the difference between my nani's escape and blind faith, but it is her chosen experience and one I respect with all my heart.