I want to do another Texts I sent My Friends post, but I'm half way listening to a zoom talk on my phone.
I am tired. I am not physically tired, or emotionally tired. I am energetically tired. I just can't seem to summon the energy to live in this world where people don't care about other people. I will say this until the day I die. Decent people are wearing masks. I am not surrounded by decent people. Don't even get me started on the republicans who are willing to vote away human rights for all but a growing minority of old white straight (or, pretending to be straight, let's be real) christian men. I didn't know I was capable of hating groups of people with as much passion as I hate these people- I hate the haters. I am consumed with hate for the haters and it is wearing me out. I pray this is my last time I have to live through a life on this earth. I am ready for an eternity of something else. Don't get all panicked. I'm not taking my life- or anything like that. I could never do that to my kids! I am just saying, that if I was in a tragic accident and got to choose I'd be hustling toward the light. I am okay with not being here any more. This place sucks. And I would not choose it.