"Thriving" as in at least doing a bit better than usual. More than half the posts here are about struggling with isolation at this time and I feel like I can't relate at all.

It's so peaceful to finally be alone.

To not have to put on mask after mask, or worry about how you'll overlap them when the individuals those masks are meant for are in the same room.

To not have to go through hours on end of emotion and emotion and emotion provoked by all the people around you that you're forced to converse with.

To not be surrounded by triggers on end. 

To have the simple obligation to walk your dog and get some air, and that's all the outside you need.

To be able to be depressed as fuck at home without being forced to get up and pretend to function. 

If I could live like this for months on end, I would. The single concern I have for this whole situation is regarding supplies, because people are taking them unnecessarily. I know of a lot of us are social, but that's just not the case for me. Even my few friends I've accepted won't bother too much with me and I shouldn't take it at heart when they don't check up.