Seriously.
I should've been in bed hours ago. Yet here I am. One moment heading toward self-loathing, the other toward seething hostility. I've fired off post after post... for what? So one of them "sticks" and I get nailed? I mean, why not? I am developing carpal tunnel clicking "alert", only to see every single hateful post be deemed okay. Meanwhile, I keep anticipating a message that I've had a post
Gaslighting, cool.
Biology, cool.
We're like frogs... cool.
Uncomfortable... cool.
Don't agree with us... suck it.
What was the goddamned point? Of communicating, of speaking up, of any of it. There's been a hard turn 180 degrees around over the last 10 days or so. From pearl-clutching over free speech, to the fore-mentioned thread. Why? Because we need the shit here alongside the shit the QOP gives us? Because we're preparing to blame the T's for the midterms?
Is it any wonder why I drink at night? Day after day, one display of bigotry after another...
I wish I knew what to do too. Because this entire "great" night has been a mix of shouting back, and being in a place I don't like.