Hi guys, it's about 4AM, which means I have to get up soon for work, but I can't sleep.
I've almost posted a few times before now, more assurances that I am working on the story, which I am. But I knew I wouldn't be posting soon so that seemed like a tease, I still have a ways to go before I have the buffer I want.
Apologies again for the delay. I started working full time again, recently.
Now I'm here because I guess when I don't know where to go, I wander over to my stories.
I don't know that it will come as a shock to you guys that I am unhappy about the election results.
I have friends who have needed abortions before and I'm so glad they've been lucky enough to have access to them.
I have quite a few trans friends.
I don't think any of my friends are straight. I'm not straight.
I have a chronic illness that I treat partially with birth control.
My job sent out an email the other day about a man making gun threats, which has thankfully not become anything and hopefully will not.
I'm worried for my friends. I'm worried for my health. I'm worried about all the young girls and lgbtqia+ folk in my life that will have to grow up with this.
I just want us all to be here when it ends. I want to know it will end, but it feels like it is taking no time at all for history to repeat itself and keep giving us the finger.
I went back to doom scrolling almost immediately, caught myself, and I'm going to have to block some apps on my phone for my own well-being.
Remember your own well-being. In the midst of everything else, remember to take care of you. Someone has to.