

God damn, I hate these fucking nazis.
God damn, I hate these fucking nazis.
Fuck NBC for labeling their protest as “pro Gaza” instead of the much more accurate “anti-genocide”. I realize that our media is almost entirely owned by like 12 billionaires, but it still chafes.
To which the old man replies: “Man, what the fuck is up with all of you people coming up here to ask me what the meaning of life is? I moved to the top of the tallest mountain I could find to get away from you all!”
I’m going to throw a trigger warning on this next part just in case:
I have been living with major depression for decades. I am taking medication for it, but that just makes it more manageable; it doesn’t go away.
I am alive today because killing myself would hurt the people I love. Also, because I have a cat that I love very much, and I don’t want him to have to miss me. Also, this is a much more minor driver, but I am excited for new seasons of my favorite shows and for movies I haven’t seen and books I haven’t read.
I find living to be a burden, but I feel obligated to do it because of my relationships. At the very least, though, I can find entertainment while doing it.
My hat’s off to Sam Seder for going through this, and to Michael Ian Black for watching the first 2/3rds of it before turning it off in disgust. I couldn’t even make it all the way through a clip of that dipshit proclaiming confidently that government organizations obviously do pay taxes and get a tax discount because of DEI, duh.
I have realized over the past couple of years that I am a fundamentally angry person. But in reflecting on it, I wasn’t always this way. The last 18 years or so of right-wing influencers, the Tea party, and MAGA have bit by bit eroded me to the point that I am now just bitter and angry all the time at what these fucking troglodytes have managed to do to this country, and to a larger extent, this world.
I mean, the me from 18 years ago would never have guessed that the people in the UK would be so stupid as to leave the EU and elect a fucking clown to see it happen. I wouldn’t have guessed that the Brazilians would elect a guy who ran on the platform of cutting and burning down the Amazon and converting the land into cattle ranches. I wouldn’t have guessed that pretty much every EU country would shift dramatically to more right-wing policies, and that the vast majority of those policies would be really fucking stupid and short-sighted.
I’m not a conspiracy theory-minded person, but I have to imagine that if aliens visited Earth and sprinkled some alien virus into the air or water that had the effect of making everybody it infected profoundly stupid, the results would look very similar to what we see today.
Speaking as someone about twice your age, one of the most precious skills I’ve developed over the years is setting and sticking to boundaries. Being insulted or belittled by someone who wants to consider themselves my partner is a major boundary violation for me. This is the type of thing that I don’t give second chances for.
Being hurt by the person you love is something that will happen on occasion. The important thing is intention. If someone I love hurts me because they were careless or in the moment, didn’t think their actions through, that’s conversation time. If that person hurts me because they are angry at me and have a desire to inflict pain, that’s an ending of the relationship.
You deserve to be loved by someone who will not see you as a punching bag. Someone who will lift you up, not tear you down. Your boyfriend deserves to be single until he fully deals with his anger issues.
Short answer: Yes.
Long answer: YEEEEESSSSSSSSSS.