Then there's the countries we've barely heard from yet, any word from Brazil, Russia, India, Mexico, or god damn us all... anywhere in Africa that you folks have seen?
I was concerned about this in late jan/early feb, I was scared in late feb but torn between relief that Trump is going to fuck himself over and horror over the damage it is going to do, by early march the helpless state between outrage and despondency was starting to set in, now I'm at a point where I can let things sink in without wanting to puke so badly I can't control it because I've been grieving beforehand--and grew up glaring hatefully at a psychopath abusing my mother while planning all the gruesome things I would have to do to stop him for good--so my tolerance for awfulness and evil is pretty goddamn high but I don't think I could have handled any of this if I had ever truly hoped it might turn out ok.
The idea that anybody out there is hopeful this will end up being over at any point this year or maybe it won't be that bad?
That makes my stomach clench up and hurt, which I suppose is a sign that I'm still a good person deep down somewhere, because I ache for people I'll never know and the loss of whatever innocence they might have had left remains upsetting though the monster in me wants to watch the fuckbags letting this happen suffer as they drown in their own lungs so I could tell them not to worry, help is on the way, they're going to be fine... before walking over to the door, turning out the light, quietly closing the door behind me, and nailing it shut.