My housemate shouted at me tonight for stroking the cat because "You've been vaccinated! You're shedding!" I must've looked shocked because he added "I can see your energy has changed and I'm sorry, but as her parent, I have to protect her until there's proof the Covid jab isn't a threat." He then said he might consider socialising with me again if I didn't get the second jab.
This is a shock because although I knew he had concerns, the three of us went to the park on Saturday and had beers and nibbles to celebrate my other housemate's birthday and we sat together, although not too close (about same distance as every other seat on the tube). And I do understand him wanting to protect his cat, but I'm heartbroken at not being allowed to stroke her, although he doesn't mind me talking to her without physical contact. Birthday housemate is cautious too but has just apologised for him when we were on our own because he thought he'd been rude and has had no problem being friendly even when social distancing.
I'm just pissed off though that I can't win. Don't get the jab and you're a granny killer, get it and you're a bedwetting sheep and a contagious threat either way.
I was so lonely before I moved into this house and thought he was my mate. I can't stand it if they all start avoiding me. I'm 34, not getting any younger and the older you get the harder it is to make new friends. I've got a couple of friends outside this house, but not many. What if this drags on for years and years and I can't busk or spontaneously get chatting with new people down the pub like I could before all this, and I'm stuck in a house with conspiracy theorists treating me like a leper?