I almost gave in last night. Got impatient, not happy about what’s happening, feel like the world’s against me, not wanting to do anything. Fortunately, this morning when I woke up I started to sing in the shower and become much better. I began to do some constructive things: a little bit of housework, learn French, play the piano and now writing. Sometimes, it’s just a remembrance of what works for me, and knowing that if I don’t help myself nobody can, then things turn around and I am happy again. I know this lockdown can do a lot of damage to people like me but keeping strong, keeping patient are the best things to do.