The Inaugural

So, Donald Trump is getting inaugurated today. Mourning in America, as I am not remotely the first to say. It's difficult to put into words what I'm feeling right now, which is a cacophony of emotions all competing to be the most overwhelming, none of them good.

Dread is winning at the moment.

The thing is, dread is really just informed fear, so maybe it's more honest to say that fear is winning.

Talk to me in a half hour, and anger may have retaken the lead.

We are entering an era of profound uncertainty. And that is scary. Especially when you don't have the capacity to influence any outcomes; when you cannot right the instability, but must constantly navigate it, trying to keep your balance.

Numbers help. Mass. The more of us who hold together, the better it will be for us all.

I reaffirm that this space will be a constant. It is what I can offer, in response to instability. At the center of my resistance is to do whatever I can to be reliable, in a time of chaos; to be validating, in a time of gaslighting; to make community, in a time of division.

We are Stronger Together. Still and always.

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