Just short of casting spells by candlelight, what’s been on my mind is how fucking lucky our country is by not being bombed or submitted to harrowing, life threatening horrors that people in other countries are subjected to and enduring.
One day, our proverbial enemies will come for our country and upend our lives, starve us to death or just outright kill us because they can.
I hate war.
I hate that dictators exist and try to ruin the lives of others with their terrifying sick ways of rule.
Today, I’m worried sick that you-know-who will never be punished for what he has done for years and continues to do, especially via his sycophant acolyte's who somehow escape prosecution for their role in furthering his law breaking ways.
So today I light candles.
And cast a few spells.
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“The way someone treats you is not a reflection of your worth: It’s a reflection of their emotional capacity,”
— Jillian Turecki.