A quiet look at the days before and during the first lockdown.
Lockdown was incredibly stressful resulting in nights where we would cry ourselves to sleep. The world stopped and it seemed like all we had was agony. Constant unending agony seeing friends break and people die.
When not crying there was time to pause and think. For me this resulted in the realisation that I identify as non-binary and also that I may have ADHD.
A chaotic, quiet, time by the beach. To pause. To think.
As far as I’m aware I have not had Covid and continue to wear a mask.