1. Shit was pretty normal. Nothing much changed except I stopped going out with my friends. After a bit of time I started going out again with my co-workers but that's tapered off as well.

2. Briefly. But you put your best foot forward and pick yourself up np. In hindsight, would've been cool to move somewhere else for a year while WFH or get some surgery but hindsight is 20/20.

3. Same shit different year. Let's FUCKING GO.

4. Best experience is getting closer to those who still come to the office. I grew a lot closer with a bunch of degenerates and it's a good time. Lots of lasting relationships. Worse was when people close to me got Covid and shit was severe. Thankfully, your boy's immune system is I M M A C U L A T E.

5. Yes. Brother said 'fuck' and laid down for half a day and came back np. Parents, not so much. Everyone's good tho.

Sure, I'll bit on this. Here we gooooo!!

1. You know, I didn't actually mind it at the beginning. I'm lucky and I've always had an option to work from home (not ever day of course). So the transition from office to home wasn't terrible. Otherwise, beginning... okay fine minus getting out of the house (which was frustrating). Even as a home body... I didn't realize how much I missed being able to go shop... when I wanted too.

2. It's dependent. I'd say for the most part, no. Thankfully, most of my friend groups have been fairly virtual to begin with. However, I still struggle with not getting the face-to-face interaction and socialization I got from work. Work-from-home is great, but WebEx/Zoom meetings don't actually replace that intrapersonal interaction.

3. Eh, about the same. Now I'm just getting pissy I can't see co-workers that I got along with. (Too far considering I worked in one of the three major US cities. An hour or more drive... mehh...) But eeyyy, my parents are getting the vaccine soon!

4. Best experience - I got to focus on myself. I've been very 'put others first' and getting to focus on me has been great for my mental health. Worst experience - this is more of a laughing one but... seeing family and my fiance every day... for several days in a row. Man, we got on each others nerves so bad LOL. Definitely better than it was.

5. Immediate family, no. We worked out a system where the healthier folks (me and my fiance) went out at the beginning of the pandemic and we still do a majority of the shopping. Extended family, yup, they did. And I... just felt awful since you can't do anything. And my cousins that had to take care of them were stressing bad. Had to be a rock for sometime.

well it's been a while and it was slightly wild so i'll dump details!

- covid happened like a few months or maybe even less when i was released from rehab (depression, ptsd, s/cide)
- and consequently found out the comm i was in and all the online friends i knew hated me now and had my name spread around be pre-banned
- WHICH!! did help me realize that i shouldn't care about what they think. i know the truth in my heart and when i was thinking about arguments and defending myself, i realized that no one supported more than me. i learned to love myself and that got me out of depression lol.
- i got banned in a site that i literally brought back to life for over a year and continued helped building and then eventually stepped down (which i told the admin about in advance) but they saw it fit to remove me lol. people are ungrateful and jealous and the exp made me basically very skeptical and distrustful of rpers nowadays
- so covid-related! and my mom and i were trying to heal our relationship by being honest and it was working. but then she got into fake media and propaganda, and still kept going out. caught covid. at this point in time, it was still very scary. she was old. she always complained about us not loving her enough but now she's acting like an idiot basically.
- i'm also quite sickly btw.
- but she wouldn't respect the boundaries and quarantine and what pissed the heck out of me was when she lied about it. we were healing our relationship. we're not supposed to lie anymore, and i absolutely hate lies.
- left home. stayed with my sister
- my mom threatened to get my dogs be put in the pound because she plans on moving (and btw; our pounds here have very low adoption rate so... it was basically a death sentence). it's not like she's moving yet and listen - she still hasn't lmao. so i knew it was all a jab to hurt me but i didn't realize she would do that. she would just try to hurt me and involve the dogs. so i took two out of three of them. i had to leave one of them behind because there were already 2 corgi's here who are a menace...
- one of my two dogs died! haha haha... quarantine made it hard to get him the hepl he needed although i know my complaceny was ultimately to be blamed. and his vet. but hey, it's my lost while he gets lots of money

and i guess that's quarantine story! it was already almost 2 years ago since my dog died. i do still grieve about him sometimes, especially on his deathversary. but what massively helped was having a shrine. i don't believe in afterlife or heaven. but it helped to just have a ritual, to have something help carry your grief. <3

edit: oh yeah in ph politics and election... i don't even want to talk about it. we're fcked. congrats to brazil though. nice to see some W for demoracy

Honestly it was mostly positive for me. I don’t drive so when everything started delivering, that was nice. Plus I liked going out to the store a lot more since they were mostly abandoned and there were no long lines. I felt safer the few times I did go outside because there was nobody on the streets.

A lot of the people around me caught Covid. Nobody had any serious consequences. I never caught it as far as I know. Every test I took was negative when ever my husband caught it. But I am fastidious about washing my hands and I became obsessed with spraying doorknobs, faucets, etc.

Tbh I preferred quarantine life.