I was handling this all relatively OK, I wasn't too worried about food and lockdowns as I could handle it all myself.
But in the UK it was Mothers Sunday yesterday and FaceTimed my mum. She was relatively OK, but randomly through the conversation she said "when I go to bed I pray that I wake up in the morning" then I realised how helpless I am at this stage. She's 75, has borderline diabetes and lives alone away from London. No deliveries for food online, shops are pretty bare out there and even if I could, I cannot even go and deliver her food.
Not really personal here, but today is the first time I genuinely got upset. Fingers crossed we get through this shyt ASAP