You’re 19. Your 6th form was ruined, your results messed up, got to uni only to then be locked in halls and fed Jammy dodgers. Blamed for “killing grannies”, unable to fund yourself because hospitality is dead and - maybe - will be stuck inside whilst the vaccinated go to the pub
Oh and you’re graduating into recession

Wear a mask for the rest of your life and don’t meet anyone you don’t live with for months on end when a new variant emerges. Embrace the restrictions every winter.
Good luck meeting your wife or husband on zoom and enjoy virtual graduation, wedding and Glastonbury too
Good luck meeting your wife or husband on zoom and enjoy virtual graduation, wedding and Glastonbury too
Oh and don’t question the “new normal”. If you do you’re an ungrateful young person and should be grateful for spending your life socialising in groups of less than 6 that you live with and being denied the experiences that my age group was lucky enough to have