What happened…..?
To compassion?
To community?
To empathy?
To basic human decency?
As I sit here and write this out today, my mind spins with worry, fear, and pure darkness due to the unknown.
Instead of asking how did we get here, because I know how the fuck we got here. I wonder how we will survive.
For context, it is March 11th, 2025 as I’m sitting down to write this out. I suspect by the time you read this, it’ll at least be July or August 2025. Of course that’s dependent on when I decide to actually publish this particular post to the website. So if I look ahead to that, comparing it to the present, and I’m already wondering how the hell we are going to survive what is currently happening here in the U.S. Attempting to fathom what things will look like four-to-six months from now is unfathomable.
I’m not sure if you can suddenly become an empath, but if one can, I suppose I have. I believe it’s due to my upbringing and seeing the way my mother treated others.
With judgement
With disdain.
With pure disgust.
As if we were so far better off than they were, when really we probably were equal to or “less than.”
And that’s only the tip of the childhood iceberg if I’m honest. I digress though. Rehashing my childhood and its infinite amount of traumas is for another day. For today, I just wish to try to understand how we don’t just survive this, but we come out thriving.
Red.
Blue.
Purple.
Or somewhere in between. We are one when we rise and one when we fall. We can blame either side, but blaming doesn’t absolve the current standings. At the present time, we have federal workers who never know if it’s going to be there time when they go in, or even when they clock out. Our economy is crashing and our stock market in a constant free fall. The first amendment rights of ALL Americans, being tested on what feels like a daily basis.
Our right for freedom peaceful protest
Rights to speech.
For fucks sakes a women’s basic medical bodily autonomy.
It’s all coming into question.
Pause.
As I began writing this on March 11th, but life well life and I never got to finish the thoughts I had on that day so here I am Sunday, March 30th, just a mere nineteen days later and oh boy how much I could not see into the future of just how bad things were going to be and get. In just nineteen days, we’ve had our department of defense head use a public app to draw up plans or sembelance of plans for an attack on Yemin. All of which of course is being played off into something of no big deal. And that is just the tip of the things that have come to fruition since I last wrote here.
Unpause.
Lets get back to that all coming into question bit and move to the devisive nature things are being. Your either red or blue. But like why? Why is someone who vote for….well him, and now has regrets unable to voice that without the “blue” swooping in and saying “We tried to warn you”. Sure “we” did but that doesn’t change the fact of how things are now. The more we divide the further we get from being united.
Like it or not, if we don’t extend to some part across the aisle we chance losing it all.
Is. That. What. YOU. Want?
Now I’m not saying you need to extend an olive branch to the extreme of extreme turd nuggets. They are turd nuggets after all.
What I am saying is to extend and olive branch to those who may have their minds more opened than before and willing to have an adult discussion without the name calling. Who is willing to listen and could potentially be suede from what I’ve declared the dark side. Hey! If it’s good for Star Wars-I think that’s the right one-than it can be good for this situation as well.
Regardless, if we don’t start working together and talking, we are risking losing the very little freedoms we have left that are not being battled in court as we speak.
United we stand.
Divided we fall.
Xo,
Gretchen Elaine
Psst. Yes this being published the day after the 4th felt fitting and was very much intentional 😉
