What did COVID-19 pandemic do to you?

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Anonymous wrote:I feel so fragile now. Like a leaf struggling to hang on before another blast comes. I never felt like this before and our family has been through a lot.

This is EXACTLY how I feel. I used to think I was a tough cookie! Now I feel afraid and anxious - not necessarily about Covid, but more like - when will the other shoe drop. I know I need to be strong for my family, so I just have to fake it. But sometimes I can’t.

Yes, thank you. I am afraid and anxious and putting on a brave face to my family. I cry when I am alone and that helps a little.

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I became more tolerant generally of other people's opinions. I realized that we were doing too much as a family pre-COVID and it's fine to scale back. I learned that building a community in your neighborhood is invaluable - not so much because you need a "village" for the kids but because group texts, normal chatting, and going for walks was super helpful to combat isolation.

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Anonymous wrote:It opened my eyes to how privileged white people really are.

We need full reparations Right Now!

Agree 100%!

The sooner reparations are paid, the sooner racism becomes a dead issue. There will be no more racism or accusations of racism after reparations. The debt will be paid, in full, and it will be forever behind us. No more CRT nonsense, no more BLM, no more race industry. All gone. Done. Ended.


I can’t wait for it to happen.

[Anonymous]

It made me...feel pretty darn pessimistic about a lot of humanity and burned the optimism out of me. I don't like that that happened, but it did. I am actively looking to reshape my viewpoint. It made me guard my energy more.

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Made me realize I can't spend 24 hours with DH. He drains me of energy and ambition. can handle him a few hours at night or on the weekends but have to plan my own life. He just doesn't like to do much, in terms of variety of acitvities or a lot of things. It was really changing my personality for the worse.

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Anonymous wrote:It made me realize how invisible I am--no one really cares about me.

I suspect there are many that feel this way as people around them retreated. Isolation is very lonely.

Same. I don't see any of my "friends" anymore. They either were very casual about precautions and moved on when we were scared early on or retreated so far inward that they blew off every attempt at reconnecting. I'm so alone. I had to quit my job b/c of school issues and I basically stopped existing.

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It gave me a reprieve from commuting because of telework. The money saved on gas and car maint. was a boost. We enjoyed Universal Studios in Florida with no crowds while everyone huddled in fear in their homes. None of us got the vaccine nor plan to get it. All around it's been good --no, great!

My only concern is how the government was able to use a "crisis" to shut down businesses and impose restrictions on church attendance (our church refused to comply) as well as use the population as a guinea pig for a hastily prepared vaccine.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:My husband died. And part of me died with him. Now I’m a sad person.

So very sorry.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I feel so fragile now. Like a leaf struggling to hang on before another blast comes. I never felt like this before and our family has been through a lot.

This is EXACTLY how I feel. I used to think I was a tough cookie! Now I feel afraid and anxious - not necessarily about Covid, but more like - when will the other shoe drop. I know I need to be strong for my family, so I just have to fake it. But sometimes I can’t.

Yes, thank you. I am afraid and anxious and putting on a brave face to my family. I cry when I am alone and that helps a little.

Me too.

[Anonymous]

I lost two relatives and one family friend to Covid. I lost a lot of respect for people who don’t take this illness seriously. My view of certain colleagues is irreparably shifted.

I also lost faith in our nation to pull together in times of crisis. Obvious cracks haven present for at least the last 15 years but the pandemic really pulled back the veil. I think our place in the world is permanently shifted and not for the better.

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It gave me white hairs.

[Anonymous]

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I’m sorry, but our country made its priorities very clear over the past 15 months and it’s apparent that children, particularly those with special needs/mental health issues/too young to benefit from virtual learning were absolute bottom of the barrel. Working moms a close second.

It’s not like the rest of the country was also hunkering at home along with the parents of young kids. I saw so many of my child free friends taking advantage of cheap flights, going out to restaurants, etc. while my 5 year old sat at home on an iPad trying to learn how to read and I tried to cling to my job. So sorry, but I think parents of young kids have a right to feel like we’ve been abandoned by society. We sacrificed the well-being of the young to by and large save the elderly (many of which I saw living their lives out and about on social media as if there wasn’t even a pandemic!).

I just wanted to pull this part out because it is 100% true. Pretty much sums it up.

+1,000,000

Also, I was feeling like we had made some progress in terms of working moms and equality in the workplace pre-pandemic, but the pandemic just shattered that notion for me. We are nowhere close.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I feel so fragile now. Like a leaf struggling to hang on before another blast comes. I never felt like this before and our family has been through a lot.

This is EXACTLY how I feel. I used to think I was a tough cookie! Now I feel afraid and anxious - not necessarily about Covid, but more like - when will the other shoe drop. I know I need to be strong for my family, so I just have to fake it. But sometimes I can’t.

Yes, thank you. I am afraid and anxious and putting on a brave face to my family. I cry when I am alone and that helps a little.

Me too.

This gives me such comfort to know I’m not alone in these feelings. Not in a ‘misery loves company’ way - but more like ‘I hope we call all feel better’ way. I was thinking of having some little private ceremony for myself to try to wash away the past 18 months and start over. Sort of cleanse the bad energy. But then when I actually have ideas to plan it, it sounds incredibly cheesy and self indulgent. My old self would think I’m nuts…

[Anonymous]

Gained what feels like 145,957,591 lbs since last March when my brother died. You could say I didn’t handle it well. Slow walk to healthier me.

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Our elderly relatives hunkered down. Our kids hunkered down. We hunkered down. Now we all are vaccinated. We are still masking indoors in public. We will probably not be going in an airplane anytime soon. Or eat in a restaurant. There are many like us and frankly I am happy about it.