After three years, I unfortunately succumbed to COVID. What sucks the most not the COVID itself, but the fact I was around people I care about the day before I tested positive. I should have been more careful, but with just a stuffy nose and drainage and my allergies being spiked I figured it was nothing like an actual idiot. I’d rather suffer the illness longer or worse, than anyone I was with come down with it. Unfortunately I believe at least one person has caught it, potentially two.

Of course I’m lucky between being vaccinated in triplicate and Paxlovid being a thing that exists at this stage, but still, feel like shit on both a physical and mental level. It’s funny how I can forgive people under the principle of Hanlon’s razor, and yet can’t do the same for myself.

Related note, “Paxlovid Mouth” is very much not enjoyable.