Good morning. It’s 4:45 AM and I’ve had things rolling around in my head for a half hour that I need to get written down. 😩

I sat down for nearly two hours. I wrote and wrote and wrote, pouring out my soul, giving form to my deeply personal struggles, thinking I might have something I can share.

And then I came back and looked at what’s been going on in the world outside me since I went to bed last night and it all seems so insignificant.

Sometimes I just don’t know what to do. Please, everyone, love and support each other. Please. We will need everyone’s strength.

I try to put love into the world and I’m just a drop in an ocean.

The tide of hate keeps trying to pull me out. It already has so many of my human family, and some have almost drowned.

This morning, I felt like I just couldn’t fight it anymore. I just didn’t have the strength.

I’m feeling better-ish now, but emotionally numb. Thanks for your love, friends. You mean the world to me.