what is the point

I am alone, I am utterly alone

-Lydia Deetz, Beetlejuice

The world is ending and I am despondent. All I can do is hang on and be a good sister, daughter, wife, friend, cat mom, and help animals in need when our paths cross. It’s the only reason I am hanging on.

I still have dreams, but they involve getting out of this country, and simply living a simple life, spending time in nature, growing food, enjoying the company of loved ones, and helping animals.

I had the ugliest work portraits taken today. Made me question everything. The Botox – what’s the point? I’m still ugly and look old. The lip filler… still ugly even though my lips no longer disappear when I smile. The dyed hair? Still have white roots on my temple and it’s dry AF. I looked like shit. Why do I try? What’s the point of trying to look good at the end of the world??

I am forced to use AI. I don’t want to deplete water for work. The grocery store shelves are already getting empty and shit is so expensive. We are fucked unless this whole admin is taken out French Revolution style and we band together.

I’m just so tired. And so many people are too blind and naive to grasp it.