I'll go first. (NC for this).
Lockdown was a bitch. I was working throughout (WFH) so privileged to be employed and relatively protected from infection. I'm very conscious of my privilege and don't take it for granted. But it was a bitch! As a single parent of a confused/angry/undiagnosed ASD teenager with no other family in the UK, it was a difficult and lonely time. But that's not when the real loneliness kicked in. Today the Dr told me that I have to have some unpleasant/embarrassing tests after weeks of pain and discomfort. I don't want to talk to family about it (they all live abroad and would worry), I can't talk to my son (and wouldn't about this anyway) and it's not something you really bring up in conversation with friends (of which I only have a handful of close ones). I don't have a partner.
Today I realised that I am lonely.