I got so lucky with the pandemic. I left my job at the end of 2017 to focus completely on going back to school for my credential. Spent the next year and a half living off of student loans, credit cards and random sub gigs I got along the way. Wife was working, but we also got hit with vet bills that drained us. So after a lot of stress, tears, anger and just all emotions in between, I landed a middle school job in July 2019 that was a God send. Great kids and coworkers. Then Covid hits and we go distance. As bad as it is, I take a step back and think, what if I had waited to get out of the business? I'm in a job that is secure. I'm not depending on sub gigs. I'm not working for a tight ass who severely cut the hours of everyone. As much as not working regularly sucked, I had options to get some money. Now in the pandemic, I don't have to worry.
But just when I thought I was going to get out of 2020 merely inconvenienced, knowing only one person who only had mild Covid symptoms, one of my good friends not only got it, but lost his wife. His mother-in-law needed to be hospitalized and he was isolated while grieving the loss of his wife. I was angry with how selfish people were at the start of this, but now I seethe when people down play how bad it is.
And that's just Covid. There was so much more that drained me emotionally this year. But looking forward to a new year with a new hope. Not much will change 27 minutes from now, but at least good things are coming ... hopefully
2020 can go to heck.