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Lockdown stories: how I found my soulmate during lockdown

As far as I can remember, I was always fascinated by France and its culture. It was like a dream come true when I got accepted to a university in Paris last year. It was a big shift since I was about to start my adult life: living alone for the first time in my life (not to mention that I was going to start it in a foreign country). My life in Paris began pretty smoothly. I managed to adapt pretty quickly. As soon as classes started, I befriended some people from the group, and my social life kicked off. At some stage, between picnics by the Seine and crazy soirées, I met my French boyfriend. We clicked immediately. We had a lot of common interests, shared tastes, and ideas for spending time together. We could spend hours just lying down and talking. Of course, there were some arguments, but…

Lockdown stories: I will never say “later” again

My life has always been revolving around hard work. My parents put a lot of pressure on being practical, rigorous as well as frugal. Many people also praised me for being pragmatic. I never overspend money. I’m always focused on excelling in everything I do. I’m a perfectionist. If I need more time to complete a task flawlessly, I don’t hesitate to spend hours checking everything. Every day is planned to bring as many fruits as possible. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not a workaholic. I like to go out with my friends or travel like everyone else. It’s just that I always privileged down-to-earth matters over pleasure or fun. Time is money, so I wanted to spend my time in the most productive way possible. I never perceived it as a problem. In fact, I was always proud of myself for being well-organized. Unlike my friends, I didn’t waste…

Lockdown stories: Paris taught me how to be grateful

The beginning of the lockdown was very hard for me. The bad news was hailing down on me. My soon-to-be graduation ceremony was canceled. That was a pretty big blow given the fact that I was supposed to celebrate the end of an eighteen year-long period in my life. Instead of seeing my classmates for the last time and savoring getting my hard-earned diploma, I found myself being a prisoner in my own home. For some, it might seem like a small problem. “People are losing their jobs, some even lives” friends and strangers were saying everywhere. But when you lead a stressful life, such “small” things can save your life. Going out, being around people, meeting for co-working sessions with other freelancers helped me keep my life balance in check. Suddenly I was separated from my boyfriend, friends, and activities that made me manage overwhelming stress and anxiety. Deprived…