collective dread

So, inauguration day.

I tried my hardest to not collectively dread today and to just focus on work (bc ya know office was open today), and I did pretty well. I logged out of FB and didn't touch a Meta social media for ~mental health~ but I saw on Ground News that DJT is pulling us out of the Paris Climate Agreement, and my husband, who did check out the news/inauguration today, saw ol' VP Musk pulling out a certain right-handed salute on stage.

On. Fucking. Stage.

I'm-- good fucking god. 

With the whole TikTok situation and that political stunt, and then this, and just-- everything that's happened over the past year-- I'm just... exhausted isn't even the right word. Collective dread is a good descriptor, but even that doesn't feel like enough. 

I just feel like I'm screaming into a void whenever I hear people in my family or people in general talk positively about what's happening. Like-- are we looking at the same people? Are we hearing the same speeches? Are we living in the same reality? I don't know anymore.

I'm just ranting here, trying to put my thoughts into words and just keep myself as informed as possible without spiraling into a pit of despair.

Stay safe everyone.