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A small call for compassion: Every single person I’ve talked to in the past few weeks has felt: Bored. Tired. Frustrated. Powerless. It has been a hard fucking year and the thought of continuing or getting better is starting to seem impossible. (1/?)
The helplessness is especially pervasive. So fucking many people felt this way even before the 2020 shit show, and now it feels like there’s no way up or out or in to something better. And that makes any amount of control or impact we can have so so so appealing. (2/?)
As someone who stares into a fucking computer all day doing work that ultimately doesn’t save lives, I have felt this desire for control become particularly hard re: my interactions with people via email or Twitter or whatever. It seems like things might feel 100x better... (3/)
...if I put my shitty feelings on a screen and make sure someone else feels as bad as me. My desire to lash out is a childish thing my brain does to feel like it isn’t alone and can still cause shit to happen in the world.
I think I usually catch myself. But. (4/?)
I think I usually catch myself. But. (4/?)
Everyone owes everyone some slack at this point in this shitty 20 month long year. Someone’s being a little fucker to you on the internet? They’ve probably got a lot of shit going on. Try cutting them slack you’d hope someone might give yourself. But also...
...be nice to yourself too if you find yourself wanting to lash out and be pissed and scream and yell. If you can catch that your angry, maybe consider not adding it to the fuel of everyone’s else’s collective anger, but it’s okay to be angry.
Idk guys I’m fucking angry and bored and sad and tired and i can’t write and I want to fucking be able to plan my life and create art and it’s not gonna happen so I’m tweeting but I don’t want to tweet angry shit so here I am. 
As my friend’s dad said “it sounds like you’re depressed” and honestly at this point who wouldn’t be and who isn’t unless you’re Jeff fucking bezos and or evil
