One thing for sure is that surviving and even continuing to live through this pandemic has changed the social atmosphere. Due to the mysterious and cautionary tales of bacteria, washing our hands and well, anything and everything relating to our cleaning habits, and of course the usage of face masks has given us reasonable space.
For starters, it’s something that we’ve never considered doing or being part of. Some are still not taking on new habits and lack social abilities.
With some fairness on simply not being able to have the ability to communicate with the normality of face to face, whether it’s with your beloved family, friends, or even strangers across the street. Going through the whole year and some extended experience has made our social skills rusty and, well, even non-existent. Also, we booted out in this past year of essential human communication. The pandemic stripped every one of the possibilities to combine among others in the process that we ordinarily would have the timeframe of living pre-pandemic. Our need for contact may assist us to be added and even open than expected, for those who have taken the risky approach to be outside and even going back to the world of connection now that some are “outside” and capable of connecting and joining with personalities, like our friends, relatives, colleagues, whomever we correlate with.
As an introverted student having social connections wasn’t always my worry, especially when you have one friend, but I digress. Being at home for a year has done a job on my social inquiries and the feeling of loneliness and the continuous fight between depression and anxiety has been tough.
I found myself going to a book pharmacy purchasing my monthly medication and, of course, waiting in line and out of nowhere creating a conversation with an older and friendly woman doing the same. At first, we chatted about the different prices and my educational experience fitting the pandemic, and as the line moved smaller, we ended up moving into “personal stories,” like me dealing with anxiety and depression during this pandemic. She gave advice and sympathy. I must admit I was very appreciative.
As an extreme introvert, it was a weird and appreciative moment when it came to the conversation that I had partaken; it’s because as an introvert, I usually don’t have these opportunities—I’m the fly on the wall just observing for the most part.
There’s one question as a quiet and observant introvert that’s always in her room might ask: Will society ever go back to speaking close net to one another or has it been that way the whole time?
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