Just Another day in Shitler's America
I find it increasingly hard to get out of bed each day. I had the flu over Christmas and I still feel what my husband describes as "wimbly", so maybe that contributes to it, but I think 90% of it is pure depression. I just don't want to get up and face another day in this country. I don't want to look at what the orange asshole has done now. If I were younger I'd try to move somewhere else, maybe, but I'm too old now. I'm sad that I didn't go to Canada when I was in my 20s, no matter how cold it is there. Of I could have gone somewhere in the Caribbean, or even Mexico. Anywhere but here. I just don't want to be here any more, and each day I feel increasingly hopeless. If I could see an end to this, I might feel better, but I can't.
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It was like a need to cry building up, but then it came out angry. I am all loud and mad now. Protests are happening and people can't take this shit anymore. This new reality of American life is unsustainable. The country is large, diverse, and people are coming together.
It doesn’t take long being sick to need it sometimes. 