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The title is a summary of things I am about to discuss.
I doubt this will surprise anyone, but I haven't been online much. I just don't have the energy to go online after work anymore, and I'm trying to stay off the computer at work. Like I should. So I've stopped reading journals of people I've read for years (or if I like their fic, I'm not commenting.) I just feel hurt, I guess. Some of my friends have had totally shit years, making a divorce seem like a walk in the park. I know that. A divorce isn't that bad in the grand scheme of things. But there are people I talk to and it kind of hurts to realize that they couldn't care less about anything I might post. Normally, this wouldn't bother me, but it has started to.
Which brings me to my meds. Last month, Anna and her husband and kids came to visit. By the time the left, I was so stressed, I was shaking. And yeah, I've never had a toddler in my apartment before, but there have been other things. I always enjoyed sleeping in, but now I can't seem to drag myself out of bed. I slept for 19 hours last Saturday. And last week I was just out of it. And for the last few months, the smallest things, tiny things not worth notice in a law firm, have taken me from 0 to biting my lip and shaking with rage in two seconds flat. It isn't normal for me. So yeah, it's probably time for me to adjust my meds. I've been on the same meds and dosage for five years. And I should probably talk to someone I don't have to worry about upsetting.
But yeah, that's about all that's going on with me. Mostly just stuff going on inside my brain.
But this brings me to why the tea party has pissed me off... this week.
Earlier this year, the ICNA (Islamic Circle of North America) did some fundraising for women's shelter and the homeless here in the bay area. Anna, a muslim, and some of her friends and family, went to the even here. The event raised hundreds of thousands of dollars for these charities. So the same event was held in Orange County, and a US congressman and various tea party members decided to protest this even. Here is a link, showing them screaming ignorant drivel and racial epithets at families walking inside, including children.
My friend Carmen really captured my feelings on it, by stating that it reminded her of the way blacks were screamed at when schools were first integrated in the 60s. Apparently, we haven't come far enough.
I doubt this will surprise anyone, but I haven't been online much. I just don't have the energy to go online after work anymore, and I'm trying to stay off the computer at work. Like I should. So I've stopped reading journals of people I've read for years (or if I like their fic, I'm not commenting.) I just feel hurt, I guess. Some of my friends have had totally shit years, making a divorce seem like a walk in the park. I know that. A divorce isn't that bad in the grand scheme of things. But there are people I talk to and it kind of hurts to realize that they couldn't care less about anything I might post. Normally, this wouldn't bother me, but it has started to.
Which brings me to my meds. Last month, Anna and her husband and kids came to visit. By the time the left, I was so stressed, I was shaking. And yeah, I've never had a toddler in my apartment before, but there have been other things. I always enjoyed sleeping in, but now I can't seem to drag myself out of bed. I slept for 19 hours last Saturday. And last week I was just out of it. And for the last few months, the smallest things, tiny things not worth notice in a law firm, have taken me from 0 to biting my lip and shaking with rage in two seconds flat. It isn't normal for me. So yeah, it's probably time for me to adjust my meds. I've been on the same meds and dosage for five years. And I should probably talk to someone I don't have to worry about upsetting.
But yeah, that's about all that's going on with me. Mostly just stuff going on inside my brain.
But this brings me to why the tea party has pissed me off... this week.
Earlier this year, the ICNA (Islamic Circle of North America) did some fundraising for women's shelter and the homeless here in the bay area. Anna, a muslim, and some of her friends and family, went to the even here. The event raised hundreds of thousands of dollars for these charities. So the same event was held in Orange County, and a US congressman and various tea party members decided to protest this even. Here is a link, showing them screaming ignorant drivel and racial epithets at families walking inside, including children.
My friend Carmen really captured my feelings on it, by stating that it reminded her of the way blacks were screamed at when schools were first integrated in the 60s. Apparently, we haven't come far enough.