What story are you telling yourself about your time in quarantine so far?
Is it the one about how your life got tossed upside-down, you’re struggling to develop (let alone maintain) a productive routine, you should be doing more, or better, and that you don't know how much more of this you can take?
Or is it the one about how you’ve shown unbelievable strength to make it through six weeks of freakin’ quarantine due to a worldwide pandemic (something that a few months ago only those who study this type of thing, and Hollywood writers, thought was even remotely possible) and how, even though you don’t want this to last even one more day, you’ve got the resilience to accept whatever comes next and push through no matter what?
This isn’t about the virus.
This is about you.
You are the hero of this story.
Make sure you're telling yourself the right one.