This is exactly where I am. I'm a uni student who also works at a software company (apprenticeship) and my personal learning has cratered during lockdown. I went from being the happiest I ever had (finally, I was setting out to achieve my life goals) to the complete and utter inverse.

Not only did I move back into my parents house due to loneliness, I was previous stuck for six months in a city with very few friends (as the lockdown started right as I was building up a network of people to hang out with).

I might not be suicidal, but I was teetering on the edge for a while. Spent more than half of this last year with a constant anxiety about dying. But it was not a fear of Covid, it was a fear of these lockdowns taking away time from my life that I will never get back, and how they might go on for years more, when it has hurt barely 0.01% of my age demographic. I'm at the point where I would accept even 10x the risk to get back to normal.

If I died tomorrow, I would've wasted the last year of my life. The only good thing I've gotten out of this is a bit of perspective that I won't be forgetting.

On a 'regular' day I would be spending 8 hours on campus or at an office for an internship. Probably 90% of the people I interacted with on a typical day would share my goals and understand my life. Now it's all online. So the problem is there's no social pressure to do anything related to my long term goals. The time spent on a computer is not really that important

You might like cake. Given the choice, you might like to eat cake every day. Maybe it would even take place of breakfast. But what happens if you're only allowed to eat cake?