I agree with this. Single adults had a rough time and are never thought about.
This is how I spent the pandemic as a senior NHS manager...
Every day at 5am I would get up and go into work. For the next 16 hours straight I'd work: fighting for PPE for my clinical staff, id have endless meetings about beds, capacity, staffing etc. Including liaising with ,y colleagues trying to set up lighthouse labs from nothing. I'd then spend time on the wards helping the clinical staff, holding the hands of people dying, helping to make the last phone calls to family. Day in, day out. Constant grief from everyone, the person the clinical staff had to relieve their pressure to, dealing with families who are grieving.
Then back home to nothing and no one. My beloved dogs with my dad, my then partner in another part of the country - demanding my time which I couldn't give and empathy which had run out on the wards.
A few hours sleep and back to the laptop whilst at home, checking the numbers of admissions and deaths. Back to the hospital for another day of meetings ams time on the wards.
Every day, no break. Leave cancelled, weekends interrupted. Just work and loneliness.
I'll never recover from 2020. It took from me my sanity, my well-being, my relationship and friendships.
I seriously doubt that any child, any teenager, went through what I and my colleagues did. Sorry, but they don't have a clue.