When I woke up to my alarm on March 8th, 2022, I struggled to get out of bed. My room felt so cold, but my bed was protecting me with its warmth and comfort. Still, I managed to gather enough willpower to climb out of my personal oasis and get ready for school. By the time I walked downstairs, my brother was eating breakfast and waiting for me.  My brother was in a particularly good morning, which never failed to improve my mood as well. When my mom walked into the kitchen to make herself breakfast, my brother was in the middle of a very odd Scooby-Doo impression. After a…