I'm in the UK: went to my usual hairdresser at the start of the fakedemic. Idiots in visors and masks sprayed me and took my temperature when I walked in, told me I could not hang up my coat but had to keep it on my knees when I sat down. Then the stylist refused to come near me because I would not wear a mask. Should have asked if her's wasn't working, but got angry and walked out
Tried to find someplace else without success; same Covid protocols, some even charged extra for the spray! Two years went by, my hair grew longer until I felt I really needed to get it cut. Went to a very basic salon that caters for men, women and children. No masks, no sprays, no appointment needed. Got sheared for a fraction of what I used to .pay. Huge relief.
The lady who cut my hair said "Everyone's had enough, time to just get on with life" Felt quite emotional after, finally getting back to normal - THANK GOD!
I already worked from home so when the plandemic hit I just stopped leaving the house. I'd only left like maybe 10 times in the whole two years, doctors apt etc. The other day I got in the car and just went to Walmart plus other stores etc etc. It felt so fucking weird. It was like I was seeing shit for the first time that I'd seen a hundred times before. It was a relief to just not give a fuck and leave the house.
Its amazing how my verbal skills have declined during the last two years. Everything that kept me going / mentally stimulated disappeared; no visits with friends, only chats in passing with other dog walkers.
Thank God for all the wonderful people on here, you helped me to stay sane and keep going.
Why don't you Zoom chat with friends?
Or volunteer somewhere -- remotely?
Or learn a language remotely?
All those things can help you keep up your verbal skills.
Yeah, I was a hermit before WuFlu. I find myself every once in a while talking to total strangers just because I instinctively crave talking to people face to face. I guess you could say I was MGTOW before it was even a thing. Looking back I know it was feminism that wrecked my life. There really are no good women around any more. Way more complicated subject though so I digress.
I get what you mean about verbal skills. Its almost like you forget how to talk to people.