November 4, 2020, Wednesday, the day after election. I don't want to turn on the news, receive news feeds, nothing. Not until we know, for absolute certainty, how the electoral college will vote December 14. I don't care who won in this state, that state. Polls are meaningless, as are educated guesses. I have enough anxiety in my life. Too much. Don't jerk me around, play with my emotions. I don't know how I'm going to cope if Trump wins, and I can't even think about that. I'm registered as Independent but the sad fact is, the US political system is so stunted that voting Democrat is the only way to vote against Republican. Although I've got to admit the Lincoln Project gives me hope. They're Republicans against Trump.
Anxiety. Constant, mind-warping anxiety. If it's not that it's depression. Fuck my life is meaningless! Okay now I'm babbling. Just don't tell me anything before we know, for absolute certain who won. Biden, great! Trump, I'm living in the woods with my two cats and am never coming out again.
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