After my last relationship ended around ten years ago, I felt a nudge that I needed to stay single and heal further from my abusive past. I clearly wasn’t as healed as I thought before entering that short-lived relationship, as it turned out that he also wasn't good for me.

I noted in my journal this morning that it's going to be really strange once we are allowed out more. In the last four weeks of the lockdown, the only people I've talked to in real life are; my housemate who's been away since the first week of the lockdown, a couple of my neighbours, the people on the till at the supermarket each time I've been, a couple of delivery drivers and I think that's it. Usually, I speak to dozens of people during my day at work, so the drastic drop of in-real-life human interaction has been hitting me hard.