Updated On: 06 February, 2021 07:49 AM IST | Mumbai | Lindsay Pereira
The pandemic has wreaked havoc with our mental health, but few of us have stopped to pay attention

Almost no one I know gives mental health the kind of attention we allocate to, say, a fractured hand. Representation pic/Getty Images
My first inkling of things being different from how they used to be was when I started to weep while watching videos on YouTube. This began to happen at moments I would once dismiss as cheesy, so my change in demeanour was unnerving. There were periods when I would find myself staring at my laptop in silence, thinking about how the coming day would be exactly as fruitless as the last one. It then started to happen while I read the news, looking at reports from around the world about businesses shutting down, jobs being lost, and senior citizens struggling to cope with isolation.
I realised, after a point, that I wasn’t growing sentimental, but that my coping mechanisms for dealing with the world were starting to fray at the edges. I was depressed, and I had simply conditioned myself to not paying attention because we have been encouraged to take life on the chin and move on.