Election Anxiety & Me

A Heavy Cloud Over A Beautiful Sky

As much as ‘election’ is in the title of this post, I don’t really want to talk about it.

I voted last week by mail. I very much hope that you vote too.

I feel incredibly powerless and exhausted by it all.

But I know regardless of the outcome, I must hold onto hope.

When I was young it felt cool to be misanthropic. I don’t know why and I regret that I wasted so many years pretending I was somehow above it all.

Today I avoid the urge to think poorly of humanity. In my experience there are assholes, angels, and everyone in between— beyond that is merely assumption.

Much like other parts of myself I have outgrown, my inner misanthrope will always live on in some diluted form within me.

But I’ve learned to ignore them, because not only is it an inaccurate worldview, it’s a miserable way to live and see the world.

But Hey!

On a cute note, last week was Halloween and I actually put together costumes for my whole family!

Which is shocking given I have been in anxiety paralysis for the past 2 weeks.

Do you know who we are?!

I’m not going to give it away as I’d like to see who knows the reference.

I’ll give you a hint though, it’s a Cartoon Network cult-classic!

Comments (Let’s Chat!):

• OK, just to repeat — Do you know who we’re dressed as for Halloween?!

• Did you dress up for Halloween?

  • If so, what as?

• Are you voting?!

  • Please say yes.

    • Please vote.

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