I couldn’t get them to engage much. Now they call me, sobbing. Overwhelmed. It was all real. It was all true. It’s all over for us. We can’t come back from this without a lot more hardship.

I think people still haven’t accepted that last one.

I know exactly one other person in my life who has accepted this and that’s mostly cause hes just as, if not more rabidly commie, than me. We both know this is coming and know what that means but I don’t think we can know if we were really ready until after it’s over.

It feels fucking awful.