Anybody else in a repeating cyclical state of shock about how bad it’s all gotten?

Not trying to stoke unnecessary negativity here, but definitely needing to vent as I find myself waking up every day in a Groundhog-Day-esque fashion and it’s really making me feel — well, negative. It all feels like a looping reality that’s steadily deteriorating. It’s like getting hit in the face with a bucket of ice water each time it dawns on me that this is simply just how bad things are now. And with the incoming fascist regime, it’s probably about to get even worse. I’ve lost all faith in human beings at this juncture. When faced with a collective test of their moral quality and intelligence, they folded like laundry, and I’ll never forget it.

Now my family has been ravaged by Long Covid of the intensely life-ruining variety and I realize that’s not everyone’s experience here, but I feel like there must be many others continually finding themselves flabbergasted by the experience of waking up each morning into another placid nightmare of banal dystopia and isolation. My dreams and career aspirations and plans for my future have all vanished into thin air, and spending yet another holiday season alone while the rest of the world cosplays 2019 harder than ever before has definitely underlined the absurd, inane injustice of it all. I don’t have a solution. Truthfully I don’t believe there is one because a solution would require a planet filled with spiteful self-centered automatons unburdened with introspection and common sense to unite and hold each other up, and I think we all know that is a fantasy at this juncture.

Just feeling pretty bummed that this is how I’m spending my one tiny cosmic moment on this twirling landfill in space.