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Wear or Not Wear a Face Mask
And what people really think when you are not wearing one
Today was the first time I met a couple of friends after the Third Lockdown in the UK. I haven’t seen my friends since September 2020. For some people this can be a long time, for me, it’s okay.
I live in another country away from some of the people that matter the most to me, I am used to not seeing the people I love. I know how to keep busy and do my own thing and wait for a long time before I can see them again.
I confess that I was nervous to see some of my friends again, not because of them, but still because of Covid-19. For the entire pandemic, I took everything very seriously. And still do.
At the moment, I still avoid the best I can to see people that aren’t from my household. The only person I have been seeing for this entire time consistently is my boyfriend, and now we are moving together. I am trying slowly, very slowly to see more people.
I also don’t like to take public transportation and I pay not to take the tube and the bus, but if I wanted to see them, I would need to go. And I did.
For my own sanity, I have been avoiding seeing any news about Covid-19. I just don’t want to know any more because I am already worried enough every single day. I wear my mask, sometimes a double mask, I walk with…
