As an introvert, COVID-19 has been a (somewhat) relaxing reprieve from the stress of my community’s hustle-bustle lifestyle. I am a mother to three boys and a wife to a bread vendor. A typical morning in our home could be best described as rush, rush, rush. We had absolutely no family time due to my status as a part-time employee and full-time schooling. Since quarantine, my kids are sleeping better, we have played games as a family, and used the opportunity to bond (to the best of our ability, as I am still working and schooling albeit from home). The rushing has ceased and life feels calmer, slower.

I have been chastised for my selfishness, enjoying the repercussions of a pandemic that is negatively impacting our communities. However, I have empathy. I empathize with families struggling. I empathize with extroverts. I empathize with sufferers of mental illnesses. My empathy is present and stated when applicable. I also add how extroverts feel about the quarantine is how I feel when asked to join groups, clubs, gatherings, parties, etc. I feel drained, depressed, exhausted. I am hopeful this quarantine will help some understand how difficult being around others can be for those like myself and empathy is paid forward. I can only hope.

One primary complaint I have witnessed during pandemic restrictions is convenience. Many people have shared their stories of frustration due to inconvenience. I am disheartened by the amount of frustration with inconvenience and lack of gratitude for what is available and how to optimize individual resources for self and others.

Again, my opinion is solitary and selfish. I operate under a trauma background that is accustomed to a desire for minimal chaos and maximum safety. I feel safest at home.