I guess that's me. I'll wear it when I absolutely have to, but I hate it. No matter how thin the mask is, my breathing is so impaired I'm gasping for air, even though without a mask I have no problems. And I don't see why I should increase my risk of getting sick to pander to the people being absolute assholes by going out when bored or hoarding essentials. And I know my own body, I can tell when I'm starting to come down with something, even if I don't know what that something might be, damned insulting to say that I'm completely inept to judge my own health. And I still feel that dread of not seeing faces. All y'all feel it, don't bullshit, it's the same reason when handing out Halloween candy there are kids you look at and compliment their costume and there are kids you look at their shoes while complimenting their costume, and seeing a missing face is the same level of fear of something black and too many legs scuttling out right where you were about to put your hand, not the level of fear of finding your debit card missing after going out and fearing someone found it and stole all your money.
I never go anywhere other than driving my daughter to and from work and the rare shopping trip, I usually use Shipt unless what I need won't substitute well enough for someone else's judgment, I don't have a slight tickle in my throat and I'm in touch with my body, and I shouldn't be punished with difficulty breathing because someone is too stupid and lazy to figure out what to do in the house or in a nearby grassy area.