I want to talk about it, but at the same time I don’t.
Fuck me. I’m such an idiot.
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Talking about ‘normal’ day to day stuff is like trying to address the room inside the elephant. Living in the West it all comes back to climate collapse and the steady march of austerity, reaction and fascism.
I can’t discuss polite ‘neutral’ topics without it eventually mentally circling back to those themes and having to cut myself off before launching into a depressing tirade, but not acknowledging them means practicing an untenable wilful ignorance. It’s tiring.
Don’t talk about it.
SCREAM IT INTO THE VOID
This is one of the benefits to living out in the sticks
I can step outside and scream
No, you’re not
You’re a kind and gentle soul forced to live in a world designed to break you down
Just remember, you’re a good egg
feel this a lot, most days
why even bother struggling to put it into words that most people won’t understand?
sorry to know you’re feeling that way too, comrade ❤️
I feel this a lot too. It feels like more irl friends are going down the fascist pipeline, and everything is pointless.
Mood
If you wanna talk about it you can post about it here. Or DM me if you want. I am a good listener as are many of us here!
DMs are always open. I certainly have a bunch of stuff to vent about too, lol
Sorry something is upsetting you.
You’re not an idiot.
You’re good and cool and I hope you feel better soon.
you may flap at me
hey, me too! we have so much in common
