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I feel like the world is falling apart at the seams and going to shit and I’m powerless to do anything about it.

Between police brutality in Ferguson, shit going down in Gaza and Iraq, Robin Williams committing suicide…

It’s all just too many.

It’s too much.

It’s getting to me.

 

I watched the news for the first time in ages on Saturday because it was on at the car place while we were getting our mini inspected.

I was alone for 5 minutes and almost started crying.

It’s too many.

 

I sometimes forget how deeply things can hurt. I can sometimes turn my empathic nature off just enough to get by without feeling everything from everyone.

And sometimes, like the last couple days, I can’t.

Twitter and Facebook and news articles and snippets of conversation…like thousands of needles

and all I can think about is making blanket forts and escaping it all, because the difference between other people’s feelings and my own get blurred and I feel everything.

I can’t sleep well, and wake up stressed out and sad and depressed.

And yet, all I want to do is sleep – sleep and wake up and this will all have been a dream.

Needless violence and systemic racism, and genocide, and suicide, all just figments of my imagination – horrific nightmares.

But no.

It’s reality.

And sleeping won’t make it go away.

And I’m just one person – one person who can barely keep henself together.

But I care, and being powerless and lost inside myself makes me feel weak and useless.

I’m one person, what can I do?

I don’t know.

But I’ll keep trying. I’ll do what I can.

I’ll keep fighting the voices in my head that say you’re worthless, pointless, and don’t matter, and try to latch on to the one that says but you do matter, and you’re not pointless.

And I don’t know if that will matter in the end, but it does right now.

When the world is falling apart and I’m a speck of stardust in one small galaxy…

But I’m alive. And you’re alive. and that matters. And maybe we can make things better together, for the ones who are still alive.

I don’t know, maybe.

And I’m so sorry.

 

One comment

  1. You just put into words what I’ve been feeling recently. I look at the world as it is right now, and my heart breaks. I’m with you. Maybe we can make things better. I hope we can.

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