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I still don't know what to say.
Feeling many things. Dread, anger, sadness - no, actually, mostly dread and anger.
I didn't dare hope too much, but I hoped. Fuck it.
One of my goals for this week has been to not get into a screaming match with anyone (in fucking Australia of all things) who tells me they're happy he won or that they don't see what the big deal is. I'm managing that. So far.
And I know also there are more practical and effective actions to spend that energy on. And that should be where I focus.
Sympathy to everyone affected, if that makes a difference at all.
Feeling many things. Dread, anger, sadness - no, actually, mostly dread and anger.
I didn't dare hope too much, but I hoped. Fuck it.
One of my goals for this week has been to not get into a screaming match with anyone (in fucking Australia of all things) who tells me they're happy he won or that they don't see what the big deal is. I'm managing that. So far.
And I know also there are more practical and effective actions to spend that energy on. And that should be where I focus.
Sympathy to everyone affected, if that makes a difference at all.