This isn’t a blog about politics. And I honestly don’t have it in me right now to rehash everything with people who just can’t be argued with. I don’t want to lose friends and readers. I don’t want to feel scared that something I write is going to attract the wrong kind of attention.
I know I should probably be using my voice to speak out. Isn’t that what writers do? I know now is not the time to bury my head in the sand. I can’t even really stand to look at Facebook now because everyone is just carrying on planning their birthday parties and Christmas gifts and asking about car seats and poop and honestly I just don’t have it in me.
I don’t have it in me.
So I just can’t write about the usual, everyday, first-world stuff here right now. I might take a little break. I’m not sure. But now is not the time for kitten memes or business as usual or agreeing to disagree. So I’m just not going to engage at all, and come back when I’ve figured out my own head. When I’ve figured out how to parent with such an altered state of mind, in such an altered state. When I’ve figured out how to write about it again.
Life will go on. This blog will too.
Happy Thanksgiving. Love and peace to all.