Shoot, sorry to hear that, man. That’s never fun.
My mood for the past few days is Batman mourning his parents in an alleyway while sad music plays and the camera spirals around him.
I’ve been feeling the same way this past weekend, especially since the overturning of Roe might affect my life due to the start of my transgender journey early this year. Even now, I’m not sure what I’m going to do if my own rights get overturned.
However, what I do know is that despair and hopelessness are not solutions. At some point, you have to let go of bitterness, and get up. I know how hard that is, but you don’t get anywhere by worrying and being miserable all day. You get somewhere by, to paraphrase the late Hunter S. Thompson, buying the ticket and taking the ride.
I have altered Lucas’ visions. Pray I don’t alter them any further.