Daily writing prompt

How have you adapted to the changes brought on by the Covid-19 pandemic?

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This was the darkest time in my life. It occurred at the wrong time as far as I’m concerned as I had already lived alone for many years prior to it starting. I would have preferred if it occurred when I lived with mom as covid isolations meant I couldn’t see her for months at a time. I also couldn’t go out and the thing I hated most about covid was having to wear those stupid masks which I had trouble breathing in. Every day I had to keep one ear open to hear the words “lockdown” or “self isolation,” ETC and these words would make me depressed to the point where I couldn’t even face my friends for a while. I begged mom to let me come and stay with her as I knew I couldn’t go through it alone but she stuck to her guns and would not allow me to as she felt it was too hard to take care of me. I recall one night calling her after a fight I had with my friends, (as we were all angered by the need to do this,) and uncharacteristically of me, I cried rather than projected my usual angry voice and said “Mom, u need to come and get me right now. I can’t handle this.” Though she was sympathetic to my problem, she could not bring herself to pick me up possibly because of the strict rules within the lockdown, that nobody could leave if they didn’t have to, ETC. The thing that got me more upset than anything was the fact that for the most part, I never had covid at least at the point when it started. So they were making me isolate for an illness that I didn’t have which I didn’t think was fair. Since then though, I have had it about three times and when I did, I was really sick with it. I couldn’t even move. At the time of this writing, it has been five years since those times were current. I have moved to a place where they care about nothing but covid to the point where it gets on my nerves. There’s a form people have to sign if they want to gain entry into the building to confirm they don’t have covid. Here’s a little fact for me as far as having covid was concerned. The two or three times I’ve had it have been while I was living here and not at the place I was living when covid started. I’ve lived here since 2021 and in that time, there’s been no shortage of lockdowns and government issued stay at home orders, ETC which have always resulted in the same mood from me. I hated it. However, fast forward to present day and I pray for covid lockdowns as excessive outings cost me a lot of money and I have my own non covid related issues, (mostly fatigue and stemming from nerves otherwise,) which result from coming and going all the time. No matter how many times I say I’m going to stay home, there’s always somewhere to go or I find myself with a second wind and I end up going out places and spending money that I shouldn’t and we can’t forget the biggest problem…..dealing with para Transpo and them constantly being late, the app not displaying the right time, them having other pickups, ETC. With my ongoing health issues, I just need to stay home sometimes and relax and watch tv and do my movie blogs and watch Wrestling now that it’s on Netflix but the fact is I never get time to do that because my life has been restricted to doing this and doing that when all I really want to do is nothing. The point is though that there’s definitely been a difference in the way I feel about covid. It brought out the worst in me but it also brought out the best in me. I’m very tired right now so I hope this answers the question of what I thought of covid. It was essentially my worst enemy but also one of my best friends.