We’ve reached the point in quarantine where we are all weary. This is a marathon, not a sprint, and our nerves are becoming frayed, the unknown is taking its toll, and none of us are at our best.
Those of us sheltering with others have certain kinds of frustrations and losses. Quarters feel cramped, alone time is nonexistent, and relational difficulties are heightened.
For those quarantining alone, completely different realities exist. Tedious sameness without interruption, lack of physical connection, and a profound sense of existential aloneness are real.Read more on psychologytoday.com