Boyfriend of 3.5 years, whom I loved more deeply and passionately than I've ever loved anyone, decided to dump me back in mid-January. Since about a month or so of horrible, not-being-able-to-get-out-of-bed grieving, I've been in critical need of the company and comfort of friends as a means of helping to process my grief.
Unfortunately, because of the virus, this has simply not been an option. Instead, I get to sit home 24/7 and stew in my grief. Yay.
(Yes, I've been able to interact with my friends virtually a little bit over the internet during this time, which is something. Unfortunately, though, the type of "friends" I have aren't very good at paying much attention to me unless it's in person.)