When I hit over 200 days of being alone in my bachelor apartment in Toronto, I decided that I would carefully make the trek up north to my parents house and quarantine with them for the holidays. My mom has a similar illness as mine, so they’ve been isolating just like me. I felt comfortable and safe making the temporary transition, if it meant being around other humans for a little while. I’m happy to have had hushed holidays just the three of us. No one was stressed.
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