Discussion of news topics with a point of view, including narratives by individuals regarding their own experiences

Story by Lily Feinn. Illustrations by Marian Blair.

When my parents moved, I went through the boxes of my stuff that had been at their house. Among the old yearbooks and birthday cards, there was a box filled with memories from my middle school and high school relationships. I got nostalgic looking back at the items in that box — things I could hold in my hands and then neatly put away. I don’t feel the same way about my direct messages or texts, which are also ghosts of relationships past. If only I could put them into a box and seal the lid.

I’ve been using public transit during the pandemic. I’ve encountered more harassment than ever before.

I feel more exposed, with fewer people to turn to

I started working from home years before coronavirus. Here’s how I found balance.

I split my days between business and life tasks

I was tempted to publicly shame people who don’t wear masks. I tried this instead.

I found myself full of bitterness toward those who weren’t taking coronavirus seriously