Day 43 of 200: Now I Remember Why I Stopped

Today is the exact kind of day that reminds why I stopped writing.

Everything seems so pointless. And this is coming from someone who has been pointlessly shouting into the void for the better part of eighteen years.

It’s hard for me to put together any kind of sentences when I’m so angry. I AM SO ANGRY that I wish I could cry just for the release, but I don’t even have the energy because the outrage has swept through me wildfire like and turned every single ounce of emotion I had into ash.

Between that anonymous bullshit New York Times op-ed and the SCOTUS hearings for Brett Kavanaugh my brain has ceased all but autonomic functions. How this country has not buckled under the weight of hypocrisy is one of those things physicists and historians need to study once this plague that is humanity in 2018 has been wiped from the face of the Earth.

I’m angry that democracy is a sham. I’m angry that capitalism under values humanity and happiness. I’m angry that men have 0 laws governing what they do with their bodies but want a say in what I do with mine.

I’m so angry. I’m so angry.

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