Tired of all the political nonsense.
Tired of the blatant disregard for science. Of facts.
Tired of having to curb my opinion out of fear of retaliation.
Tired of humans not getting along.
Fuck you, 2020. We’re better than this.
Or, at least that’s what I have to believe. Even if it’s not true. I have to believe that we can do better than this year of uncertainty, disagreement, discontent, anger.
I’m angry.
Angry at myself, a lot. Angry at everyone else… a lot. What is the purpose of existing if to only scramble to the top, beating everyone else down around us along the way? No matter the cost?
Fine, I’ll say Happy Thanksgiving, Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year, but all while hoping we find a way to put on our decent-human pants — not next week, not next year. Right now.
Sigh.