I'm in a unique boat. I am a 48 years old divorced parent of a 7 year old, whom I have 50/50 custody with her mom. So my daughter is with me half time. She attends her 2nd grade onsite at school. She hates the masks and plexiglass dividers but gets thru it. Math was a challenge this fall for her after being locked down in the spring and forgetting the basics, but we have gotten that subject grades up this semester through making sure she studies with me at night. She got all 3's and 4's on her report card this week...math a little lower average 2.5'ish. So proud (3 is meets expectation and 4 is exceeds)
I was working in NYC for the past 10+ years at various management and technology consultancies. When the divorce was finalized and I retained custody of my daughter, it was brutal to commute 3 hours each day back and forth to NYC and still take care of my daughter. So I made a decision to leave that city work behind and start my own consulting business from the house, so I can take care of my daughter and try to make a living. Albeit, less than the full time NYC job, but I was ok with that because raising my daughter is more important.
For me, I have been one to fall thru the cracks completely: Covid hits and my income has nose dived faster than a giant squid getting hunted by a whale. I'm pretty much a sole proprietor, no employees, so no PPP funds...cant claim unemployment either.....so i grind it out every day and do the best i can trying to find additional clients and work. Still have the house and food on the table.
In terms of Covid Impact on people:
My older sister is a middle school teacher in South Carolina, she also teaches ESL. She told me the kids in her school have been going through mass anxiety and depression over lockdowns and there is a surge in kids needing special counseling.
On a personal note: and I am somewhat reluctant to share, but here it goes:
My brother little past away in May 2020. He was 33. He had a history of drug addiction, but was sober for the last 2 years, got a good job working construction on LI, was engaged and just moved in with his girl right before Covid hit in March 2020. He was always a nervous guy when it came to viruses and stuff. In fact, if he saw a pimple on his ass he used to think it might be cancer or something. LOL. Nervous Nellie for sure.
Anyway, he got laid of from his job in March, went thru depression, picked up the shit again (after 2 years sober) and died of an OD on May 25th. 2 months start to finish. Not covids fault, and his destiny for sure, but a catalyst.
My brothers fate is only one of many who have or are going through these terrible times.
So when we all talk about science and lockdowns and other shit, keep in mind everyone has a story and a perspective.
I will keep up "the good fight" for my daughter and my mom.
Don
thank you for sharing......