I had a rough time being isolated for several months on end, especially near the end where I was possibly a hair away from a legitimate nervous breakdown. Even though things have been largely "back to normal" for me since mid-late April, I feel like the effects are still lingering and that I get anxious/depressed more easily than I did before.
Yes. Big time. I barely give a shit about anything anymore and my life is a cruel farce trying to show up for people despite the fact that I see no future.
It’s why I can’t stand it when people on here are like, “just wear a mask. It’s not a big deal.” Demanding empathy while offering none.