Oooohhh OP!
I thought like this until a few weeks ago. Lockdown was, in my eyes, idyllic. The whole family unit was together, the weather was great, we were all getting along, we knew nobody that suffered with ill-effects from COVID, and none of us were very ill when we inevitably caught it. It was like a lovely extended sabbatical - in that we were isolated from normality.
Now one DC, who moved to their own place a year ago, has come clean: they have been in deep depression since moving out, with mourning the “loss” of much of their 20’s and early 30’s, losing touch with friends and struggling with the employment situation following the pandemic. There’s lots more, too, but it came as a sucker-punch to realise how difficult they found it all.
Don’t dismiss other’s feelings - it’s easy to look back with rose-tinted glasses at something that suited you (as it suited me) and overlook the fact that one person’s experience can vary wildly from another’s - even in the apparently same situation.
In my case, I was furloughed on 90% salary for 4 months and slowly brought back into work for 2, 3, 4 then 5 days a week over several months. In DC’s case they were “let go” from their relatively new job, and struggled to find another after restrictions were lifted.
Now in their 30’s, with CoL issues and the appalling state of wages (compared with my experience at similar age in the 1990’s) they feel that there is no hope and no future for them, as every penny earned goes on rent, utilities, travel for work and food. It’s a very grim prospect for our young population at the moment, and COVID seems to be the reason why some of them are unable to feel that they will ever achieve their ambitions from before the pandemic…