How The Pandemic Killed Me Without Killing Me

It’s been a long 3 years

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On March 13th, 2020, I remember telling my girlfriend that I feel the happiest I’d ever felt.

I was in the best shape of my life, had a big friends group, enjoying my studies, and was experiencing the sweet bliss of the honeymoon phase in my relationship with her.

I was 19 then. I turn 23 this year. I’ve grown up during the pandemic. I’ve just about completely changed as a person.

Opposites

In many ways, I’m the exact opposite person that I was before.

• I used to smoke every day. I don’t smoke at all anymore
• I used to exercise every day, I’ve gained 44 lbs since the outbreak
• I loved partying and nights out on the town, now that’d be a nightmare
• I’m a staunch introvert and don’t like meeting people often
• I’d never have imagined making a living today as a Writer

It’s crazy how everything can be flipped on its head in 3 years. People can change completely and that’s the beauty of it.

It’s like we’re in a video game and can completely change everything about ourselves in enough time.