Today, everything about my life seems trivial.
You would think that, with all the acts of mass violence that take place daily in the United States and around the world that I could be numb to it by now, but I’m not.
I went out with friends last night, and woke this morning to news of the shooting in Orlando. 50 dead. Even more wounded. A hate crime, committed against the LGBTQ community at a dance club, during Pride month.
I scrolled through my Facebook feed, and then my Twitter feed, read a couple different news articles, and then switched off my phone and fell back into shocked sleep.
Everything I start to write seems to begin with “I” and that feels wrong today; I feel narcissistic, small, thinking about myself and my reactions.
I’m weary. I’m tired and sickened by each new atrocity and act of hate and act of violence and ignorance and destruction.
I don’t want to deal with this life any longer.
So, what to do?
Keep acting with love. Speak out against hate. Act against hate. Try to make change.