2020 and me- How everything turned upside downe

When i begin to think about how things turned out this year , bitter sweet emotions crawl up my heart. Just like everyone else this year was supposed to be "The Year". The year of greater exploits, breaking grounds, graduating the University and serving my father land.
When corona virus spread to Nigeria, i didn't have much information on it so i took it for granted. Wasn't expecting a lockdown spree either. Leaving my hostel that weekend i packed light thinking i would be back in a few weeks.
Days rolled into weeks, weeks into months and this is the eight month of staying at home. The fact i didn't take the virus serious, i had no plans of learning a skill or improving on myself. Months in and with the increasing rate of infection, the truth became glaring.
Parents were home, schools were closed, churches, mosques,markets, recreational centres, the roads dried up like the desserts of the North.
Although, no one in my family caught the corona virus, we did catch the love virus, learning to understand each other better and discovering a lot of neglected characters and attitudes. My parents still got their salaries but our neighbours as day workers were not so privileged. The love virus further spread to them as we shared food items with them. Other families didn't get the love virus from other people and so the hunger virus spread.
The government shared palliatives but it barely reached a handful of people and with time people started to break the curfew to have food on their tables. The corona virus opened my eyes to crime in a different light, people robbing homes for food and the extreme measures people had to take during this period was heartbreaking.
When the curfew was gradually being lifted, things became more expensive including transporting and eating money was almost an option.
Although, before the corona virus, the Academic Staff Union of Universities had embarked on strike and schools had started to close. The federal government had their hands full with the corona virus and slowly the strike lingered a littles longer than expected.
Cases of police brutality in the country sparked a nation wide protest fighting to improve things but soon was soiled by the bad eggs of the nation who saw this as an oppourtunity to vandalise and loot both government and private facilities. The sparked a wider range of activities beyond control and people lost their lives including University students that would still be alive if they had been in school and not at home due to the strike.
A lot of companies could barely pay their staff and not long they began to lay off their staff, plunging families further down the poverty line in the country.
Personally, when i realised i would home longer than expected i began to learn crocheting and through delivery facilities i was able to sell online without having to leave my house. Not long i started my podcast, "Rachel and Cocos" on Spreaker to air my opinions and to take the pressure off myself.
Thanks to the lockdown, i started blogging here on steemit and many other skills which have made me a better person than i was before the pandemic. I probably would never have thought of blogging or even crocheting and i wouldn't have started a podcast on my own either
Although 2020 didn't quite turn out the way i wanted and with few weeks to the end of the year 2020 has been a huge mountain of victories that have shaped me into a better person than i was eight months ago.