I was browsing through my “communications” folder on my cell phone and realised that I have this app called WordPress. Obviously, if you are reading this blog, you most probably are very familiar with WordPress. I have been so busy with life and trying to do my best during the pandemic that I have honestly forgotten about writing. I originally intended to write at least once a week and post it but I couldn’t keep up with it.
During the past year, I was suffering a lot. There was a lot of pressure that I placed on myself because I am healthcare worker (Registered Nurse) and being in the frontline trying to be a hero was just exhausting. I experienced burnout, overworked, and was bullied. Therefore, I decided to call it quits! I was already thinking of resigning. I mean, admit it, if you’re a nurse, you most probably have thought about it a million times. It was a constant struggle in my mind. But I was just scared to actually write that letter as it was a pandemic. A lot of people have lost their jobs, who am I to stop working? But then, I couldn’t sleep. There was a constant haunting of worries in my mind every single time I am alone and it’s quiet, or even at times when I am doing something (sometimes, even when I am praying). I was very VERY anxious to go to work. I DREADED EVERY TIME I SLEEP BECAUSE I KNOW THAT TOMORROW, WHEN I WAKE UP, I HAD TO WORK AND COME BACK AGAIN TO THAT TOXIC ENVIRONMENT. I didn’t want to see that place. I did not want to be in that place. I did not want to see some of the people in that place. I didn’t want to have that huge responsibility again and being blamed for any small thing that goes “wrong”. I was so tired of being unappreciated and being used. I was so tired of being alone in a foreign country by myself. My husband STILL STUCK IN KOREA! My family in the Philippines. I was thinking about how my stay in Australia was so pointless. I wasn’t happy. There is nothing here for me anymore except my job that I have poured so much on. And well, I was being bullied already that I found it so pointless to live here. I was torn if I should go back home and be with my family or go to South Korea to be with my husband or stay in this country I now call home. Along with that, something happened in the workplace that triggered some unwanted traumatic memories that I will not disclose here. It was a struggle to wake up. It was a struggle to sleep. It came to a point where I wasn’t sleeping for 3 to 5 days straight. No matter what essential or calming oil I was applying, wasn’t working anymore. I tried setting my sleeping environment, didn’t work. I tried praying – that made it worse, I just kept on crying and kept on reminiscing the traumatic events.
Of course, I knew something was brewing but I decided not to act on it until I had a breakdown at work. I decided to call in sick the next day. I went to see my GP. I explained everything that has been going on; including my thoughts. Luckily, I have developed this good relationship with my GP and I have been telling her regularly how stressed I am with my workplace (for a year now) and we went through creating a mental health plan. I was asked to come back again and we did 2 days of consultation and long hours of talking (she literally is the best!) and finally got diagnosed with ?PTSD, anxiety and depression. I also started seeing a psychologist who is also amazing. Coming into terms with my diagnosis was like entering a new world for me. Because I have now acknowledged it, I know how to deal with it. I think it was a lot worse when I kept on thinking “I might be…”
Anyway, I have developed this night routine now that has helped me relax and settle to bed. I take a warm shower/bath. I light a scented candle. I spray some of my favourite perfume. I put on a very comfortable nightie. I turn this awesome galaxy light/projector. I turn the heater on and the electric blanket on and snuggle myself underneath my doona. I used to play some music when I was younger but these days I find silence more relaxing. Everything was finally settling-down.
AND THEN 2021!
I was facing some visa issues (not something illegal btw), my husband STILL cannot come back. My plan to have a wedding this year (it was already postponed) is pushed back again. Everyone I know is dying or someone I love is including a childhood friend of mine. I started thinking I must be the jinx! Anyone related to me seems to be suffering; I started to minimise my interaction with people even friends who are checking in on me. Another lockdown (Melbourne has had 4 lockdowns) caused me to isolate more. In the midst of all that, I hear news that my brother is in severe pain and is going to have an operation. A day before his hospital admission, I was rushed to the Emergency Department as I woke up at around 3am in severe pain not able to move. Apparently, I had kidney stones. My parents were fighting constantly. My sister was struggling mentally. I have a really bad back as well and has actually cost me a lot of money to keep on seeing the chiropractor and swimming therapy. As I have resigned, I was having financial difficulties too. Now it is June, I am starting to get back on my feet again. I have 4 employers now on different areas of nursing. But then 10th of June, my sister breaks the news that she is positive with the COVID19. Asymptomatic, thankfully. However, she lives with our parents who are elderly. My mum tested negative. However, my dad tested positive with symptoms too. I was so anxious but I had to work and be like a zombie. I had to train myself to be numb for a few hours. Otherwise, my work will be compromised. 13 June, my husband was rushed to the Emergency Department in South Korea because of his herniated disc. 17 June, today, my brother received his results and has tested positive with COVID19 too and has symptoms as well. Thankfully his wife is negative but still praying that their little one’s result will be negative too. I actually was aiming to encourage anyone who is reading this blog but at this point in time I just want to get this out of my system and hope that I can go through all these without having another breakdown.










