I can’t help but relate to Sam’s frustration but still doing what is right. Over the course of two years, I wore a mask whenever I went outside, kept my distance from people, and even got vaccinated in hopes to see an end to this ongoing virus. There is this feeling of doubt that would creep up every now and then when progression is made. I, too, made the sacrifices Sam made. My friendships didn’t stay the same throughout 2020, I was even broken up with during the lockdown (boo). A mess, is what that year was. While many of us needed emotional support, there wasn’t any because there were “bigger” things to think about. I see you and I acknowledge the pain one might’ve gone through. Yet, here we are 2 years later. Facing the reality of the world as this pandemic continues. Trying to mend old friendships and get the college experience most of us want. It still feels as if there is no end of this thread. It continues to grow with each passing day it feels like. I grow frustrated at the thought of others choosing not to do their part. It feels as if what I’ve done for the past 2 years was for nothing.