I’m not saying I’m afraid of the virus. I mean sure, I’m scared of getting it, but I’m not afraid to go outside with a mask on.
What I was saying is, the virus has messed up my mental health a bit in the fact that it’s raised my depression with not being able to see friends, certain places I loved going to now are off limits or require appointments, and I just miss being able to give or receive hugs.
this isolation didn’t exactly help with the fact that I was also dealing with the stress of having to sell my old house and transition into my new apartment.