I have mixed feelings.

I feel terrible for the people who suffered and died because of it (or because if the stress). A lot of people died without corona and I feel that it was because of the stress and isolation (my uncle worked really hard at the city hall and died of a heart attack)

I lost a lot of faith in humanity because a lot of my close people (whom i considered nice) refused to be a bit uncomfortable to protect others. Like my inlaws refusing to wear masks near me despite my many health problems, including lung ones.

For the other hand I enjoyed it a lot because I am ill and barely cant get out and "have a life". This "sabatical" year and a half has given me a lot of rest since nobody expected me to visit, study or work. I will miss that because now i need to admit to people that i cannot do certain things.

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