It's cold and miserable. I was supposed to be going to a nice, hot country that has much lower cases of coronavirus than the UK. Wasn't worried so much about that as I was about being in an airport and on a plane so I ended up cancelling. I'm also doing IVF in December so I didn't want to risk jeopardising that.
I thought cancelling would make me feel less stressed but now I just feel depressed at missing out and doing something that probably would have been good for my mental health.