I stopped a while ago, I hate that I did, but I can’t stop a widespread pandemic on my own and it feels pointless now after all these years of nobody else giving a shit, being the only person in a crowd who ever masks for years feels so demoralizing and I just couldn’t keep doing it
What’s even the point if my family doesn’t mask anyway? Even from the very start, they would always do as much as possible to avoid wearing them, and two months ago I caught COVID from them and I think it’s left me with Long COVID, even masking in public wouldn’t have done anything about it
Like it’s not like I’m going out in public while actively having COVID, but masking at all times just isn’t working for me anymore
No personal choice on my part could ever come close to making up for the systemic collapse of disease control that was deliberately engineered by the most powerful people in the world
It bums me out that my comment was removed because I wasn’t even saying other people should stop or that it’s even a good decision on my part, I was just describing why I’ve caved, it was more just venting about how it’s come to this
It feels like no matter what I do, I’m not making the right decision
It doesn’t help that after this all went down, my dad literally told me earlier (completely unprovoked, I have no idea why he said it) that “they should’ve gotten rid of curbside pickup after the pandemic because people too lazy to get out of their cars don’t deserve to eat”, which I shouldn’t even have to say why that horrifies me on so many levels
Like, I have to live around people who have been doing everything they can ever since the start of the pandemic to avoid masking whenever they weren’t literally forced to, these people even stopped masking while being sick, anything I do just feels like it’s in vain when they undo all that effort in a second