Due to the Coronavirus pandemic, most of the world is currently on lockdown. Some people are trapped with family, while others are with lovers. However, there are also a bunch of people who are all alone.
So, we asked 5 Nigerians who live by themselves to share what the experience has been like for them. From a gradual loss of sanity to crippling loneliness, the past few weeks have not been easy.
I recently moved to England, and I was gradually adjusting. Even my homesickness was reducing. I had a routine, a few friends I liked, a Master’s course I was enjoying and a new relationship that was blossoming.
Then the lockdown happened. I’m restless and bored all the time now. Taking walks and going to the supermarket are now the highlights of my week. Calling friends is also a struggle. I just don’t have anything to say.
Granted, I feel a little less stressed, but the whole situation is still draining. I had a few job opportunities that are now gone. I really hate not knowing what’s going to happen next, but I think everything will be fine eventually.
Before the pandemic, I really enjoyed being alone. I could always invite people over or go out with friends if I wanted company. The lockdown has shown me that I only enjoyed my solitude because I was in control of it.
Now, I’m constantly looking for ways to entertain myself. I’ve been talking to myself a lot more because I normally enjoy telling stories. One day, I acted out an entire play by myself, playing every character. It’s been tough.
The internet and working out have helped a lot, but I’m also sexually frustrated, overspending on data and eating to pass the time. This whole thing has made me realise just how much I took my freedom for granted.
Staying alone has always been wonderful, and I strongly recommend not having people in your house. Before the pandemic, I could see my friends, get high whenever I wanted and have unlimited sex.
The lockdown has taken away the friends and the sex, but electricity has been really good. I think that’s a fair trade. I’ve also been getting to explore my love for cooking a lot more, and that has been the best part.
Honestly, I appreciate not having to deal with reality or heavy expectations right now — all I have to do is eat and stay alive — but it is a little stressful not knowing when all this will end. Will this be my new normal forever?
I’m the only child, so I always thought I’d mastered the art of being by myself. This pandemic has made me realise that I’m just as dependent as anyone, and the loneliness is really starting to get to me.
Getting high and masturbating have been helping a lot, but I think I’m starting to overdo both. I also love video calling my friends and parents, but it can’t compare to real human contact. If I don’t get a hug soon, I might die.
Before the pandemic, I was barely home alone. I was usually at work. Then I’d spend most weekends with my girlfriend. I really only ever had extended periods of time to myself on select weekends and public holidays.
Now, I’m here all day and it’s not too bad, until konji strikes. I’ve been cooking a lot more than I used to and watching Netflix. I also have a few books I’m saving for when Netflix inevitably gets boring.
While I don’t miss the body odour of Lagosians and being harassed by SARS, I do hate not being able to see my friends and loved ones. I also hate how scared and alone I felt when those robbery reports started.