Passing strangers

As someone who's never been the most socially comfortable of people, I feel perfectly equipped for lockdown. In fact, it's given me the excuse I've been waiting for throughout my life not to attend social gatherings. My anxiety at this time is how I will readjust to society, once finally we are released.

I have seen both the best and the worst of people: The selfishness of those hoarding in the lead-up to lockdown and then being rude to shop employees when the shelves are bare; drivers using residential roads like racetracks; but also neighbours looking out for one another; estranged families reconnecting, if only by phone; smiles between passing strangers...

I am learning about my own mental health

I have always had issues with anxiety and depression so when the isolation started I was aware that I had to be very alert. I didn't want this experience to terribly affect my relation with my husband, so I decided to consciously try to be talkative about my feelings, fears and triggers, like never before. Even if I didn't want to or if I feared being vulnerable.

Our relationship is stronger than ever actually. I am not happy this whole thing is happening to all of us but I'm very happy about my response to it.