My house has become a prison of sorts. I haven’t left it in over four months and there is still no end in sight. The COVID-19 pandemic has caused my life to grind to halt and stripped me of my independence.
I cannot see my newborn nephew, hug my sister, or visit my best friends in California, Boston and Charlottesville. My summers used to be filled with movie theaters, restaurants and travel, but not anymore.
If I were to do all these things, my life would be at great risk. I don’t have the luxury to treat the pandemic as a hoax because it could cost me my life.
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