Imprisoned

I read a couple of posts yesterday, and have been speaking to several people over the last few weeks, who mentioned about how the isolation due to lockdown is driving them crazy.

My wife doesn’t like it for the same reason. She explained to me, It’s not that I’d go out anyway, but just the feeling that there is somebody there saying “you can’t do that”.

I can kinda see that. But it is never something I felt. To be honest, I have never really felt as though I am locked down.

Now, this is not to say that I have been out partying every night. At the start of all of this, I decided that my best ploy was to understand the virus, as best I can. From that point, I have been happy to stay indoors. But I feel that I have made that decision for myself. I don’t feel like a politician made it for me. In fact, looking at the timeline, I was isolating for a full two weeks before BoJo!

I’m quite convinced that this is a factor, at least, in our respective mental health. I don’t feel any imprisonment whatever, I am quite happy that I can walk down the lane outside my house, to go for a walk, as often as I feel like, and not meet anybody. After all, it is the not meeting anybody here which is important. As it happens, most days I have just stayed at home, or gone into the garden, but this is not because I feel somebody is standing over me saying no.

In a similar vein, I have decided that, whenever BoJo opens the shops, it will still be unsafe. He never wanted to shut anything in the first place, so his instinct will be to re-open asap. So, my decision is that whenever things open, I will stay locked down for another six weeks. Even then, I’ll only come out if the numbers look good. Six weeks? Because that should be long enough to start seeing new spikes. But again, my decision. So, BoJo might be firing the start pistol, but I’m the one deciding when to go.

I don’t know. Maybe I am the worst kind of idiot, the guy who wants to understand everything for himself instead of just doing what he is told. But the stakes are my life or death, let’s not forget. Am I really going to entrust that to some guy I never even met? Not to mention that in the UK at any rate, the politicians have distinguished themselves just in terms of one thing – their irrelevance.

I’m kinda reminded of that old quote attributed to FDR: Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of their own minds. If one day you read about me getting banged up in jail, don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine.

Author: Mister Bump UK

Formerly Stroke Survivor UK. Designed/developed IT systems for banks, but had a stroke in 2016, aged 48. Returned to developing from home, plus do some voluntary work. Married, with a grown-up, left-home daughter.

18 thoughts on “Imprisoned”

  1. I must admit that I will make my own decisions about things, and I would not want to go into a shop yet. Not that we are able to access many, but I would not. Neither would I even want to meet anybody to go for a walk with them if I could walk. As a shielded person I have now been legally let out! But I still don’t really want to meet anybody, though I enjoyed a brief conversation with someone the other day through the open car door. He did not come close. I did feel a prisoner in the beginning when we could not leave the hoyse at all. That was terrible. You have to have an awfully good marriage to be thrown together like that with no ability to go out at all, and we were near,y killing each other! No, I don’t feel a prisoner, but there are some things I would want to be doing if I could walk and see. I hope this is all over soon, but I fear it will not be.

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    1. I must admit nothing really has changed for me since mid-March (or since way before then, if I’m honest). My physical state, or my perception of it. What flipped it for you? i.e, going from feeling like a prisoner to not feeling like a prisoner?

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      1. The lack of contact with people. Being stuck in a confined space with one person. Never speaking to anyone at all. I cannot use phones. I used to be able to speak to people. Lack of human contact flipped it. Being blind, the sound of a voice is very impirtant to make you feel you are part of the human race

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        1. ah, okay, I find that electronic contact meets my needs nicely. It will be nice to see one or two friends after this is over, but I’m happy to wait. In the meantime, we tend just to ping messages to each other every few weeks. I know one of them has been getting the miles in on his bike during the lockdown, it must have been brilliant having the roads so quiet.

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          1. But if you can imagine being blind, it is not the same. Even electronic is hard because I cannot see what I am doing. Every single message is exceedingly hard to type. And so voices are necessary. I actually love solitude, but still need SOME human contact.

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  2. I am in your camp, Rory; my ‘self-isolation’ (and I don’t call it that) is my choice because how I am living now isn’t that much different than ‘normal.’ The only REAL change for me is that I haven’t been visiting my friends (except last holiday weekend, I think they decided enough is enough or that I’m ‘safe’) or dining out (which saves me a lot of $). I enjoy going outside on walks just as much as before but I seem to see more people, I think, but I like the fact that people ‘keep their distance.’ I won’t join the hoards who return to shopping, dining, movies, etc. either. I’ll wait for the second wave of illnesses and death to spread and dissipate first.

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    1. I agree, it makes no sense to go congregate with other people, just because some guy with a vested interest says we can. We should look at the numbers and judge for ourselves. I mean, even then it will be a gamble but at least we are stacking the odds in our favour, It’s Pete, btw, but, you know, “names is for tombstones” Best film quote ever, the genius of James Bond 😆

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  3. With the orange one in office I trust no politicians. I’ll stick with scientists, thank you very much. I do not feel like I am in prison. I feel like I am doing my best to stay alive. I am aware of the real facts should I get the virus. I am lucky, I have a lovely garden to enjoy. I do not plan on going anywhere for a long time. Now that there is rioting in the area, I have yet one more reason to stay home. A second outbreak is obviously coming sooner than later.

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    1. I think politicians see us all losing money, and want to get things back. How badly they want that will depend on how much they worship money. I did originally think that we would all be affected equally, so it wouldn’t really make much difference to everybody’s wealth, but it is now clear that some countries have managed this far better than others. I follow somebody in Switzerland and they are managing head and shoulders better than we are.

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  4. I kept to the quarantine for the first two months but now I’m going out. I don’t wear a mask or gloves and I do stay the required distance from other people and respect their space. If a store has a mandatory mask policy, I won’t shop there. Played chess with my 16 year old grandson yesterday, for the first time in a while. we all march to different drummers.

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    1. It’s funny you mention a mask. That is being talked about here, in terms of compulsory. My own view is that they are useless, so why bother? In the past few weeks I have seen people at the supermarket with masks which cover noses but not mouths, and vice versa, There is a fundamental misunderstanding. So my choice might be between breaking the law or paying lip service.

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  5. I am claustrophobic, jail would be my demise. However my small apartment is my domain and the lockdown is not much of a change except for being with my family.

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