I’d second a global pandemic, but not for the reasons you might expect.
I worked for the NHS and they demanded us back into the office unnecessarily as soon as they could (so we showed solidarity with front line staff), so I couldn’t see my family but was expected to sit at a desk with 10+ other people every day. The clap for NHS made me feel ill, because I worked in a role assisting front line staff and I have never been spoken to so rudely, spitefully or unnecessarily in all my life, I used to hang up the phone and cry, and the rest of the world thought they were amazing.
I very much think people should make their own decisions about the vaccine and I don’t judge anyone, but what I witnessed with the shambles that was the vaccine rollout and bookings for patients, the recording of the actual vaccines, the panic to use ones nearing expiry, how people in the literal mortuary were sick of the government making it worse because they didn’t know where these mass dead were “because they ain’t here”.
DD was off school, I could have sent her as I was a key worker but they just made them sit on isolated tables in bubbles and things like breakfast club she was the only one in her class so had to sit on her own at 5yo ☹️, and they made them wash their hands until they were red raw, literally chapped and bleeding.
My (thankfully now Ex) husband was abusive, being stuck in the house with him was one of the worst things I’ve ever endured. I was suicidal, but couldn’t leave DD. I’m not sure which I’d rank worse actually, being stuck in the house with him in lockdown, or the hell he put me through when I actually left him.