Election Hangover

There is something disgusting on my computer screen and I’m not entirely sure what it is.

My spirit feels that way– covered in gross, frustration, sadness. It’s been a week, friends. This election has worn me out mentally. I’m back to popping Dt. Dr. Peppers and buying a stuffed baby Yoda to comfort me.

I’m a single lady- there is no one to call to come over to snuggle me for a solid hour. So hugging a cute little Yoda plushie is the next best thing.

There are worse ways to self soothe.

I don’t think I need to explain the election stress. On top of the ongoing pandemic. And all of the hateful posts plastered everywhere. It hurts my heart.

I am exhausted. Disheartened at how close the election was. And I’m a straight white woman. I can’t begin to imagine how the black and POC communities feel. I’ll never know.

I hope this is the beginning of change. Real change. And I’m not even talking about Biden. I am talking about us- a new president doesn’t mean America’s issues will be wiped away.

Like the year rolling over to 2021 will somehow make Corona magically disappear.

I mean, it would be great if that’s how things work.

But they don’t.

In the meantime, I hope all of you are getting some rest, taking time for self care, and educating/looking out/loving one another.

Let’s do better.

More posts to come.