March 17th is stuck in my head as the date things really changed for me, but I think it was really the Sunday after the NBA shutdown where I really changed my habits - the 17th is stuck in my head as that was the last time I had a drink until July (for health and isolation, not a real problem).
The bad for me cannot compare to the bad for most. I already worked from home. My company actually flourished (ancillary medical field, new problem means new demand). I have a small social circle anyway. My hobbies are mostly solo or small group. I rarely went to bars or ate out. I had a (small) in home gym setup (that's since been expanded).
But the prior isolation present in my life had taken it's toll on my mental health over the prior couple years, especially since the break up with my ex left me living alone nearly 3 years ago. In retrospect I had been limping along, managing my issues in the same ways I always had, keeping them just below the surface and getting by. It wasn't a healthy way to live, just hoping that, somehow, it'd just go away one day.
Covid isolation kicked those issues into overdrive, and I finally faced the problem in August by reaching out for help. I've been in counseling since, and though I've had no real breakthrough yet, it has helped tremendously. I think just the fact that I'm finally trying to address my anxiety issues has helped them; crazy how that works huh?
The good stuff: With no other way to see family in the beginning, my sister & I started going for hour long walks after work last spring with my dog. I've kept that up, even as she's had to stop. Been great for me & great for my dog; he's come along way and is now totally lease-off trained. I'm addressing my mental health. I bought a house (though a recent issue has made that a pain, I've also turned a corner on that). And I think I found someone special, who I now call girlfriend, even during this mess. Many first dates since my ex, this is the first person I've really felt could be my last date too (though it's still a little early, we started in September).
Anyway, I have realized I've had it a lot better than most. I feel for those who have lost people, or dealt with the disease directly. It saddens me to see what my niece & nephew have had to sacrifice (especially my niece, going to a brand new high school with many new kids, and it's so hard to make friends in this environment; at least my nephew is still in the same school with the same kids). I extrapolate that to the millions of other kids whose lives will forever be marked by this. It makes me feel selfish to even remark on my 'issues' with the pandemic, so I save it for anonomous places like this.
I believe we've finally turned a corner though. My optimism is real these days. I think I'll be vaccinated by June. Fingers crossed we'll all have a good summer ahead of us.