Like, I wake up and see my flowers. Some bees. It’s a nice sunrise. I open the news and it’s just one big collapse of the west. Fascism is rapidly coming up. I’m in the middle of it but I still need to go to work to keep the make believe that is our society going. War might be imminent. Whether that’s with Russia or the US.
And yet here we are, collectively pretending everything is fine.
I love going to therapy each week and talking about my problems like where I live, the US, is a stable, sustainable system that I just need to find my place in. I just keep trying to work at things I can work on cause what else can ya do. I figure there are always going to be people who are in big denial about these things and to be fair to them, panicking doesn’t help and maybe it’s possible the disruption wouldn’t be too bad before the west is able to grapple with problems and transition to something else. But also, like, I think it can be genuinely paralyzing for the average person to think about, when considering the lack of community ties and support that is common here; or they go for some individualistic “prepper” mindset as a response to the fears. And people can end up hating their neighbor over something as asinine as who they voted for in an elected largely controlled by capitalists (like without even knowing what the person truly believes), so that makes it even harder to have community.
Edit: wording
It’s like that comic “best I can do is drugs to trick your mind into thinking it’s alright”
It really does feel like that sometimes, even though I’m not doing a psychiatrist thing with meds. Psychological mental gymnastics equivalent or something like that.