Andrea Erasmus retweetledi

It’s been exactly 6 years since the South African government released a picture to explain to the country what midnight meant.
You see, we had our first “family meeting” ever on the 23rd of March, and it was announced that we were going into a state-of-emergency lockdown (at midnight on the 26th of March). At first, we all forgot what midnight actually meant. Just typing that made me giggle. The government had to change the regulations to 23:59 in order for us to understand. We couldn’t buy roast chickens, or flip-flops or smoke cigarettes… because when people zol!?! But we were all making banana bread, watching Tiger King, trying our hand at pineapple beer and eventually joining the comrades’ marathon every morning between 6 and 9.
Friends… there was one day that I ran a 5km around my house. In my garden. Circles for days.
3 weeks became 3 months, then 6 months and then a really bizarre couple of years.
Do you remember how weird it got? And then the weird just got weirder.
It was all just surreal.
The “family meetings” started off pretty inspirational. We were all being led. And slowly, that inspiration turned to doubt and disappointment. We stopped calling them family meetings. We got more weird regulations, more money being stolen (we’ve actually stopped speaking about the missing billions), more jobs lost and more weirdness.
And do you remember those bizarre dreams? The world was collectively having the worst night’s sleep and no one knew why. It could have been Carol Baskin, but I guess it’s because we were all dealing with something so weird… a loss of our normality, loss of incomes and loss of loved ones.
The world shifted and we all kinda lost our balance.
One of the biggest realisations for me during that time was that mental health and wellness matter. I spent quite a few days properly feeling my feelings and having to find a way out of the sadness.
Those couple of years made me understand that we live in a very broken world where people who we love are silently dealing with massive monsters that we know nothing about.
Everyone is fighting in a fight club we know nothing about… because we don’t talk about fight club.
It was overwhelming and incredibly tough… and some days it still is… but I just want to remind everyone that it is okay not to be okay, and sometimes you need to take a time out, or reach out, or do whatever you need to protect yourself.
Reaching out might be the most important lesson for me.
I went through many dark days but on the 6th of November 2020, I had a real panic attack. The first I have ever had. It only took 224 days of lockdown but that day, I broke down. I lay on the floor, grasping for something to hold onto. I couldn’t breathe.
The next day, I shared my story, and the outpouring of love was so intense that I could feel it wrapped around me like a warm blanket.
So I want to remind you that you don’t need to do it all, and you don’t need to do it alone. If you’re feeling like it’s all too much, even now, then please reach out.
This is solid advice and 100% worked for me.
We also cannot lose hope. The world is a crazy place. Even now. More so now. It can feel very overwhelming, but we must not forget that there is always hope! And hope is a good thing. Maybe the best of things… and no good thing ever dies.
Also… please, please, please never stop believing in the wild possibility that is you and your impact. Live in purpose, on purpose, with hope and kindness!
I don’t have the answer as to how to fix the economy, or how to create jobs when there just aren’t any… or even how to repair what is broken in our country, but I do believe with a little kindness and some hope, we might just be able to help each other through whatever we are going through.
We rise by lifting others, right? Well… kindness and hope is how we do that!
So if you see someone falling behind, walk beside them. If someone is being ignored, find a way to include them. If someone has been knocked down, lift them up.
Always remind people of their worth.
Be who you needed when you were going through hard times.
Oh, and if you want a laugh, this picture of me was the recommendation by the “Coronavirus Command Council” in May 2020 on what we should all be wearing during that time… crop bottoms worn with boots and leggings. I am not joking. This was written into a lockdown regulation and approved by our “leaders”.
What a weird time. But at least we all now know that midnight means 23:59.
Okay. Love you. Bye.

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