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Dear Covid 19

Dear COVID-19,

 

Before you arrived, I had been secretly battling with my deepest, darkest demons. Ever since my daughter Beatrice was born, I have been suffering from PPD. I underestimated the demands of the “home minister” title as staying at home with my little one became too overwhelming. I was lost, lonely & depressed. I needed to get out of the house, restart and re-connect with society. I needed a job, a new beginning and a new social life to escape my dark tunnel.

I was lost, lonely & depressed. I needed to get out of the house, restart and re-connect with society.

Identifying the root of the problem, I started to look for a job, hoping it will help me to have more “me” time. Then you came. I was angry that you took away my only chance to redeem myself & you also robbed my husband of his source of income, because he works in the airline industry. 

 

But in exchange, you gave me a chance to realise that my problem is not the worst. My problem has a solution & by staying at home it doesn’t mean that I cannot reconnect with the things I’ve missed.

 

Because of you, my daughter is the happiest toddler in the world. She has the chance to spend time with her mummy & daddy. The house has never been so lively & she looks forward to waking up in the morning to play us.

 

With your existence, you also helped me on my recovery journey & I’ve learnt that the most precious thing in the world is ‘home’. Home is where the heart and love blossom. Home is where we recover and reunite.

Isabelle Lim

25 May 2020