You know what?
I don’t care anymore. I really don’t.
Well, not about everything. I care about people being scientifically literate and being able to use their critical thinking skills, and I care that religion sucks. But lately I don’t care about it enough that keeping up this blog is any source of entertainment. I honestly have better things to do:
- exercise
- learn to cook
- work
- actually finish this fucking Sagan book I’ve been reading for DECADES
… well, that’s about it.
Still though. I got a prescription to Prozac the other day, so hopefully I’ll start feeling better about life, but all the crap that I keep seeing on Tumblr will probably sabotage that.
I don’t even know.
I have to go to work. Maybe I’ll feel differently after I do that and also eat. But I probably won’t.
I know what you mean. I feel like someone needs to fight the good fight, but that it definitely doesn’t need to be me. At least not all the time.
It’s exhausting, depressing, and anxiety-inducing. As I already have depression and anxiety, I don’t really need the additional “help.”
I want to post and do more things that I enjoy.
On the other hand, I see the horrible things done and rapid progress achieved by the Tea Party and worry that they really are going to destroy the whole damn thing.
Fuck ‘em. Fuck every last one of them. I have no idea what to do and don’t have the energy to do what needs doing even if I did know.
I think we can fight the good fight, we just don’t have to do it every single day. But I’m on Tumblr all. the. time. It’s starting to take a toll. I’m considering packing it up here and just moving some of it to my personal blog, where I will just post shit I like and only pay attention to the depressing shit every once in a while.
