I’m thirsty for friends. It’s embarrassing. I’m far too old to be courting acquaintances like some middle school girl at Claire’s, harassing strangers for their opinion on $5 earrings. But here we are.

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Personally, I didn’t have a lot of friends to start with, partly because I’m an introvert and partly because my own lockdown started three years before everybody else’s. (In 2016, I had a special needs baby and switched to remote work to better handle that new life. Once my baby was old enough to tolerate a babysitter, I jumped straight into a medically horrific second pregnancy, where I was bedridden for months. And my second newborn was just finally ready for a babysitter in — you guessed it — March 2020. I haven’t left the house in six years.)

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