#quaranine

reading is one of my favourite things in the world so I would like to start my series “Beating The Blues” with a book recommendation.

The Invisible Library (series) by Genevieve Cogman

This series is about a librarian who works in the Invisible Library which connects different universes by acquiring books from the respective universes. Our main heroine is called Irene (all Librarians choose a literary name). She travels to these alternative universes to get hold of those books, meeting new friends and all kinds of new foes along the way.

Oh no. Im aching for you guys. I've been following you since only slightly before the outbreak began and I'm so sorry. I'm yearning to see everything up and running again. I hope it hasn't been too financially tough on your family not being to sell any birds for a few months but more importantly I hope you and birds and hubby are emotionally ok. All the best wishes, I believe you're the best Columbid breeder in the country.

Thank you for your condolences and encouragement. I really needed them.

We’re still ok financially, despite my medical bills on top of the mounting pile of vet bills.

Emotionally, though, this whole thing is killing me.

Deaths are terrible. Danny hatched on my birthday. He was going to turn four in just over a month.

And things aren’t great for the living birds, most of whom are stuck in isolation.

Isolation fucks pigeons up in the head pretty hard, and the older pidge kids are showing it.

Even Ankhou’s life, charmed though it generally is, is pretty severely restricted, and it’s starting to show in exaggerated aggression and more intense separation anxiety.

He used to be able to go out on adventures with us, and I can’t really explain to him that he can’t now because some of the other birds have been sick.

And I vanished for almost a week on him after being in pretty obvious physical distress, so he’s even less ok with me being out of sight than he was.

And I just also found out that my other brother (whos 8 & lives at my dad's) doesnt think I'm his sisbro either bc I switch homes. I'm a bit scared of what my step mom is telling him about me and my dads family (we all hate her except for my dad). He didnt think I was his sister until I pointed it out and now he doesnt see me at all and idk this all just really fucking sucks. I know my step mom has the family she wants but I dont want her to get my brothers to think I'm out of the picture

Hiya anon,

That does really suck, and I’m sorry you’re stepmom limits your interaction with them. Is this something you can talk about with your dad? I’m not sure what your relationship is like, but if you explain that you miss your brothers and would like to talk to them more, you might be able to set up a daily video call or something similar? If you have a good relationship with your mom, I’d also talk about your concerns with her as well, and between you, you may be able to work something out. They’re you’re brothers, and you have every right to see them. If anyone has any advice please feel free to add on. I’m sorry I can’t help more, but you’re always welcome to vent to us if you need it. Xxx

with everthing going on at the moment i feel like everyone is struggling to figure out what they are even doing anymore. like i personally feel like when i’m not at work or hanging with my boyfriend i feel so useless and wonder if this is what my life is going to look like for the rest of the year :( over the past few 2 years since having moved away from home for college i have felt the pressures of growing up and being someone in life even more especially now that i am on my own. like yes i love the independence don’t get me wrong but it is so lonely when you’re alone ( and yes i said i have a bf but that’s not the type of lonely i am talking about) and you just start to feel so anxious and don’t know what to do with yourself anymore;

this whole quarantine makes even worse because, while i do get a minor case of social anixety when i go out in public, even if i only had a bit of money i used to take the bus to the mall to walk around grab a pretzel or do some window shopping and now it’s so hard cause i’m confined to the tiny room i rent at someone’s place and i feel so claustrophobic.

i feel like this whole post made no sense but that’s usually how my brain works. i think of stuff and just let it out .