After the mayor of my city announced another lockdown, something just clicked in my brain. I had what I call an emotional relapse in front of my whole family and their spouses, and I live with some of them. I’ve been doing so well, but my family hadn’t invited me anywhere and said we don’t bother because “you’re always so aloof”. All I can do at this point is paint, and keep it together enough to help my son with his newly imposed remote learning. No one is talking to me. Why am I like this.