Why Must We Live Like This?

I don't understand why we have to live like this, with this new disease. None of us are happy about it at all. The announcement came on television—a new invisible threat is coming, and it forces us to stay home. I hate it. The whole situation is too serious. Why should an entire country be forced to behave, when some people won't follow the rules anyway? When I get up, I have to put on a mask because I take the subway. Around me are only a few people who get up at 6:34. I wait until it arrives. It's not fair that the few of us who work have to work. If it were up to me, I'd sleep all day. And if someone gets sick, you have to wait in line at the hospital too. With this atmosphere I'm not calm at all. At home I have to wash my hands all the time, I can't touch my eyes. You can do everything yourself, but I'm not saying you can't call people, have contact with the outside world. Before, everyone could go to the cinema, the theater, the gym. Now you can't because germs are spreading. I advise everyone to read, draw, or paint if you have the materials. The coronavirus shouldn't control our lives. I'm an anxious person, and this isolation is hard on me. If it lasts too long or goes on even longer, we risk losing money and the motivation to do things—things that were essential to living before. And I can't stay away from my friends, from what I did before. In my opinion, anyone who rebels against this doesn't know what they're facing. If someone wants to leave the house and go to a park, they can, to breathe fresh air. Anyone who says this causes death is wrong. If someone dies, I'm sorry, and if people are homesick, they can see each other.