Some time ago, maybe April, I was catching up with a friend whose brother is a priest. I asked about his biggest worries and problems. For him it was the alcoholics who were isolated and had lost some accountability measures . Anyone with “boots on the ground” saw this coming.
You can’t take away people’s links to normal life and expect it to be free of consequences.
Everyone is different, and some people rely heavily on contact and socializing with others for support, mental health, or just to talk.
Me, not so much. I could go six months without speaking to another person and be fine, but everyone is not like me, as my girlfriend (the ultimate extrovert and social butterfly) likes to point out every so often.
Ever seen the movie “Jeremiah Johnson”? That’s me.