Jo Maughan asks how we can look after our emotional wellbeing during the COVID-19 lockdown
In 1977, I was in isolation in hospital. Aged seven, I had severe eczema. For six weeks, I lived in a single room with three glass walls, and one of brick. I only saw the world through my closed window. My mum and dad gowned up to visit me. My uncle waved through the window.
I remember feeling scared, confused, angry, sad and lonely. I also felt happy – when nurse Sally came in. I felt proud when I’d finished a drawing. I was bossy with my imaginary class of children. So many emotions came and went, and they seemed more acute because my world had become smaller.