I am tired and I am grieving and I am angry.
Very fucking angry.
I remain incredibly anxious about a future I have expended enormous amounts of energy to do my part to prevent, which now feels inexorable.
I am nurturing a fragile vestige of lingering optimism that our collective rage will fuel change, urgently.
I am preparing myself for what will come if that change doesn't materialize.
And I am, as always, glad for this community, in this moment. Anyone who wants to join me in another enormous virtual group hug is welcome.
How are you?
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