Yeah man, and a lot of this is the narrative we tell ourselves around things... for example there's plenty of people that aren't living THAT much different now that things are quarantined. Yet, the way they have grown to understand this situation now tells them they're STUCK inside, whereas before it was by choice. You take the belief that one has a choice out of the matter, and suddenly that person feels a victim to the world around them.
You can apply this to so many things. When I was a semi-natural I was cold approaching a LOT my sophomore year of college. I went out alone all the time, because I had enough social proof to carry me whereever I went (I never thought it'd be possible in a city, but I went on to show myself it indeed is).
My final semester before transferring schools (to where I'd be an incoming junior), I would tell myself every morning, and every night before going out, "This is the last semester of your senior year. You are graduating after this semester. You have nothing to lose. Go out and burn that shit to the ground. All of this goes away. Make the most out of your time here and learn". I had some amazing successes and a BITCHIN time that semester. And I learned so very much.
Now, looking back, when I (or we) were going out earlier in the month for this tournament... where was that sense of making the most of everything? I definitely didn't have it. "I have until the end of the month", or "I can let that one go" or "I'll approach the next set" are all things I'd tell myself.
I hope all of this is a lesson to make more out of what we have, and the opportunities we have. Whether that be diving in head first into the sea of women that normally roam the streets, being able to hug a family member, or even just high-fiving some buddies of yours at work. Let this be a reminder to make the most out of these things before they're gone.
Hue