I found the lockdown incredibly tough.
I had to work at home with my dc, one who is quite young. Dh was working long hours out of home the whole time. It was just horrible all round. I really felt like I'd have a breakdown with the work and the schooling.
Also things like not even feeling I could go into a shop with the dc and having to wait until a time dh was home so one of us could go. Not being able to go for a drive anywhere. Youngest dc wouldn't go for a walk without a tantrum but you couldn't really even stop to sit on a bench. We didn't know when it would end.
It's easy to forget now that things are much more normal.
But I find now that I can't stand to look at photos I took from that time. We did a lot of crafts and I can't bear going in the craft cupboard because it reminds me.
Does anyone else feel this way? I'm fine in myself other than I just can't stand thinking about those weeks. It reminds me of when I had a bout of depression once before. A dark time that I want to blank out.