This is a bit of a semi-off-topic ramble, so apologies.
I realise my sister means well, but she just pressed me to get involved with the red cross reserves because we're in a national emergency and apparently neither of us "have responsibilities as such".
Way to guilt trip me there, sis. Last I checked she was as warden on an elderly housing estate so I'm not exactly sure what she means about lacking responsibility.
I'd honestly not thought about getting involved in anything and now I'm quietly freaking out that I'm being a selfish bastard for not thinking of it sooner. But honestly, right now, what is there to do? I want to help and I realise this is serious, but when you look at people panic buying fucking bog roll, pasta and the like, and supermarket bosses are scratching their heads because there's plenty of stuff to go around and no disruption to the supply chain - I just feel like it's best to wait until help is actually needed.
Today is five years since I last saw my mum after my brother threw me out of the house. (My sister has impeccable fucking timing.) She's 75 now and already been hospitalised with pneumonia once in the past couple of years. It's been preying on my mind and now I'm feeling guilt tripped.
I just feel my sister is - not over reacting as such, but over preparing. Takes me ages to mentally prepare and brace myself for anything, and she should know this by now.