A home for human stories (not news stories)
The pandemic holds such a dialectical power: the power to isolate, fracture, and cripple communities, and the power to connect us all through shared experience—humans versus virus.
There are billions of human stories happening right now. Every healthcare worker on the planet has a story to tell. Every family struggling to make ends meet, sharing a single device with crappy wi-fi to accomplish the day’s work and schooling has a story to tell. Every small business owner, gig worker, unemployed, furloughed, or undocumented worker has a story to tell. Every human who has given birth while laboring alone in a pandemic-mode hospital has a story to tell. Every human who has gotten covid-19 or lost someone to it has a story to tell. Every human over the age of 65 has a story to tell. Every human: living alone, cohabiting, single parenting, coparenting, caregiving, quarantined, has a story to tell.
For better or for worse, we are all in this together. This is a crisis that can only be solved collectively. Empathy is that collective glue. Share your story here: stories of struggle, survival, pain, love, community, resilience.
Stories can teach us. Stories can heal us. Stories connect us.
People stand on their balconies during a flash mob in Milan, Italy, Sunday, March 15, 2020. (Photo: Claudio Furlan/LaPresse via AP)
This Season of Ashes (a reflection on COVID-19)
About the writer: Kelly Flanagan, Ph.D. is a licensed clinical psychologist and co-founder of Artisan Clinical Associates in Naperville, IL. He is also a writer and blogs regularly about the redemption of our personal, relational, and communal lives. Kelly is married, has three children, and enjoys learning from them how to be a kid again.…
COVID-19 positive: Day 38 and counting
About the writer: Karen Sprinkel is a psychotherapist in private practice in Oakland, California. 3/29/20 My brief PSA: I tested positive for COVID-19 and never had a cough, congestion or chest pain. I’m likely on Day 17. The virus is still unstudied so information is not completely accurate. Please stay home, help flatten the curve…
My Fists still clench
About the writer: Kevin is a doctorate student in the field of psychology living in Oakland, CA. He loves and deeply misses his ’ohana. My Fists still clench Another day passes…Another conversation had over ZoomIn an attempt to create “normalcy.”Another casual ask from a friend on how I’m doing. This time thoughThe unconscious (finally) arises…And breaks…
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Love Message by Adrien Coquet and empathy by Pedrovisc from the Noun Project