“What do you think about all the craziness going on?”
“I can’t believe how relaxed you seem.”
“You’re not nervous at all? Wow, I’m shocked you aren’t totally freaking out.”
These are just a smattering of the questions and remarks that constantly came my way back in March 2020 when the COVID-19 pandemic started to truly take form here in the U.S. And not surprisingly—as more and more people began to feel increasingly nervous and scared about this unpredictable situation, I felt the opposite: calm, cool, collected.
My demeanor was unexpected to many of my close family and friends because it’s in stark contrast to how I’d typically react to a stressful situation: uptight and panicking. However, I felt like my young adult life had prepared me for a moment like this (OK, well not something on such a global scale, but sadly you get the idea). Now, who (or what, I should say) do I have to thank for this newfound chillness? None other than my mental illness.