2024/11/22

12:21a (night of 11/22)

• I'm so damn tired.
• I just. What's the fuckin' point. I'm fucked, I'm tired, what the fuck do we even do.
• My friends are begging online for "Don't kill myself" money
• And it's not like after resolving the current emergency their situation will be okay
• Fuck
• We're fleeing to Germany. Probably immanently
• I don't want to. But it's the smartest move.
• I want to die
• I just. What the fuck can anyone do?
• Weak of me, I'm sure. "Oh, just because you don't have your superpowers you're gonna give up? I thought you fought injustice?" But fuckin' how.
• Gone from being simply depressed and traumatized to Emergency Mode. And just. More and more stuff
• Stressing about job things, stressing about getting presents for Robin, stressing about Thanksgiving, stressing about Germany, stressing about how damn many of my people and my friends are going to suffer and die. How we're all already suffering, and what can we even do
• What'm I gonna do for job in Germany, when I'm already garbage?
• Stupid fuckin capitalism
• I just want to go home and be okay, but if I did permanently go home right now I'd be broken and useless because who can fight when you just want it to be easy?
• I'm so tired, but it's not like I'm sleeping, anyway