“Screw it.” That was the attitude I had when we first went into lockdown eight months ago.

“I’ll over-eat and drink wine most nights to comfort my constant anxiety and fear. I’ll keep doom scrolling at 2am because I want to know every single horrific detail of this pandemic. I’ll spend money I don’t really have on dresses I can’t wear anywhere because I just want to pretend I’m going out in London again. I’ll say yes to every video call even though I hate them because I feel alone and don’t know when I’ll hug a friend again. I’ll cut my fringe because I’m really bored with my split ends and nobody will ever see it IRL anyway. I’ll start baking because everyone else is. I won’t bother doing that YouTube workout because what’s even the point anymore?

“Screw. It.”

“What the first lockdown taught me about taking control of my own happiness”