I wish I had more to say about everything that’s happened in the two weeks since I last posted but at this point, I’m out of words. I’m broken up over Chris Cornell (and let it be known that we should not be concerned with mental health issues in the wake of a celebrity suicide. We need to be concerned EVERY SINGLE DAY because suicide is real and tragic and hopefully, one day, completely preventable), I’m broken over the bombing in Manchester, I’m angry and frustrated that nothing, NOTHING, seems to affect 45’s administration, and I’m to the point that constant vigilance has left me exhausted
Of bombings and senseless murders
Of party lines
Of empty promises
Of nonsensical bullshit.
But yet, despite all of that, I am hopeful.
That common sense will prevail
That unity will happen
That discrimination will end
That compassion and love will win.
And that’s all I’ve got today.