before lockdown I had an incredibly busy life. I worked FT in central London, a long commute from where I lived in Zone 6 (80 mins door to door one way) and my social life was based around going out after work and seeing friends there. I spoke at conferences, I jetted around the world spending 1 week out of 4 abroad.
my boss has massive health anxiety so the minute he even thought coronavirus was a threat he shut the office down (about a week before official lockdown). I then got coronavirus a week later and was sick for about a week (confirmed by a subsequent antibody test and my partner was tested at the time as he got it from me, but worse, and needed medical treatment). Our office has not reopened and there are no plans to fully reopen it till the new year.
in the meantime, it feels like my life has just stopped. I genuinely don't know what's happened. I've hardly been out since lockdown started. I realised yesterday I've not bought a coffee from a coffee shop since March when I was buying one almost every day (not an issue, but it just feels odd!). My commute involved me walking from Waterloo to the office (and back) which was about 5km a day and that's just stopped. Work is incessant at home - i work with different time zones. I used to have strict boundaries but because everyone is working at home, everyone is now expected to be more available so I find myself working from 8am to late at night. Even if I 'decide' to stop working, at say 7pm, I know the stuff will be waiting for me the next morning!
I decided to force myself out to go to the office, just to collect some things and it was like a ghost town. Nothing was open around the office. Not one shop. The city just looks weird and if anything it made me feel worse.
I am trying to force myself out for walks a few times a week but often I just don't get there or I go, on my own, and it just feels bizarre. A lot of my friends are shielding and don't want to meet up yet. The ones that do only want to meet up near where they live and I don't have a car and public transport just feels well odd. I hate wearing masks on the trains/tubes - it's so so hot on public transport with them on and it's putting me off going out but I am worried that I'm becoming some sort of hermit and when I have to go back out again, I'm not going to cope!
Is anyone else in the same boat?