It’s a lot to take in, and I’m not sure what to say about any of it. Terrible. There’s a word. Overwhelming. Unnecessary. Heinous. All words. All fitting. I just… can’t. I feel struck by it. I’m not at all prepared – and perhaps not qualified – to write about any of this. So, perhaps another time? A different topic?
I don’t want to point this out, but it’s a thing, and part of what is making me struggle with all of it so much; in six months, if you read this post, you will have to look up the events of the date to be certain what I am referencing. That sucks beyond what I have words for.
…Any of this should be so much more significant, so unacceptably significant, that it would drive real lasting change. How terrible that it isn’t, and doesn’t.
If I was one of those people that actually pinch themselves to see if they’re awake, I’d be black and blue everywhere on my body. It MUST be a nightmare…….maybe it’s me! Maybe I went insane and don’t know it…….I’m hallucinating a HORRIFIC SCENE……that would be so much better then what is actually happening. I’m literally sick to my stomach, might even puke……I DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO. How is this possible………
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Take a step back. For now, just breathe.