I've been more or less the same person I was before the pandemic, albeit it changed since I was one of it's victims that luckily recovered.
I want to say that being separated from friends and some people you love is tough, but it's nice being able to focus on myself, family, and my S.O.
However, I want to say that it has made me more anxious about certain things. Particularly, feeling like I have this itch to instantly get what I want. Before everything - and I mean, everything - slowed up due to the Coronavirus, it's taken some getting used to. It's taught my patience, to a degree.
Working in the E.R., some nights dread on to the point that I have time to go through GH or Reddit and submit some posts - like I am now. Some nights are literally graveyard shifts where nothing happens. It's nice, but also doesn't feel real. I appreciate the downtime, but also I'm scared about what will happen in the future when society beings to open back up. But hey, at least I get to talk shop with coworkers and see how everyone else is doing. It's made more more appreciative of everything I have done and continue to do, trickling over into my personal life.
Being slightly more anxious, I begin to overthink things more and I don't like what it's doing to my perspective on the little things, be it at work or with my S.O. More importantly, my S.O. I find myself stressing out over things that shouldn't really bother me or feeling like I'm not good enough. Maybe it's the extrovert in me coming to terms with being an introvert. My S.O. is an introvert and she knows its bothering me and I am lucky to have someone who understands what I am going through.