No, not that I've attempted to cover my face in any way since January (other than for vaccination #1 which resulted in fast-tracking when the marshal spotted my body language building into panic mode) when the panic attacks reached pretty much every time and began to develop a nice hint of self harming too.
I'm looking forwards to not having to fear having a bare face.
I'm looking forwards to lip reading and clear speech.
I'm looking forwards to the time that the vast majority have bare faces and I can look comfortably at face level and do things like working out where someone is walking and have spontaneous small talk.
The government fear messaging backfired. The constant bombardment of masked imagery and the addition of relentless advertising meant that there has been very little escape as people were being groomed last summer. Add that to some existing baggage surrounding things like birth injury, sensory issues including a long history of struggling with stale humid air and it has been a perfect storm for intensifying something that I never was going to be enthused about. Add in the constant bitching about exempt people, being told not to go out, ventilators bollocks, and regular minimising of the multiple difficulties that masks can create.
And all this nastiness over something that makes a pretty marginal difference for general community use, even before we had a considerably more effective vaccination programme.
I'm so past the word "selfish".
When the world hunkered down it pretty quickly became clear within a few months of isolation that very few people do give a fuck, so yes, it is me and my own first because no one else will do that for us. Take away my friends, family and all my external purpose and leave me to flounder with educating a child with SNs without checking on him in months and hell yes, our wellbeing is my #1 priority.
Call it selfish if you like. I call it survival.
And if masks continue to be expected in things like my voluntary roles, I'll be unavaliable until better times come. Not giving up my time to be made miserable and uncomfortable. (Currently outdoors or not happening)
I won't stop anyone else from wearing them.