Does anyone else feel jealous of families spending lockdown together? I live on my own since my husband died and most of the time I'm absolutely fine and very happy for my friends who are isolating with a partner or family, but when they tell me they've been having such a lovely time with takeaway pizza and a bottle of Rose in the garden or playing riotous family games I sometimes feel waves of self pity which makes me cross! I usually snap out of it because I am pretty lucky - have my health and my garden, but I suppose being in my late 70s I can't help wondering how much time I've got left.
Anger management!!! Help needed.