The Check-In

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I am feeling increasingly anxious about the 2020 election. About the campaign, about Election Day, and about the fallout after Election Day. It's just going to be a shitshow, and it's freaking me the fuck out.

I hope I'm wrong to be so worried.

I hate feeling all the time like I'm crazy for dreading things that then actually happen, and I hate wishing all the time that I am not right about things that I know I'm right about. It's a shitty state in which to exist.

I continue to feel like the world is shifting out from under my feet and I'm about to topple over.

I am deeply appreciative for some nice weather lately, cool enough that I have been able to spend some time outdoors, which is giving me life.

I have been missing my kitteh girls a lot lately. They were such good companions. I loved them so much and I miss their sweet faces.

I am grateful for my dear husband, for our home, for my friends, for all the times they make me laugh, and for Dudley and Zelda.

I am also, as always, glad for this community. Anyone who wants to join me in another enormous virtual group hug is welcome.

How are you?

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