I had really hoped things would be better, that cruelty wouldn't win. But it did.
When I started this blog, it was to make connections and share things that amused me. The latter isn't really happening anymore because now I have to shift into survival mode. And I'm sick--SICK--of hearing how it won't be so bad, and "none of us is going to die!" Because that is bullshit of the highest order. If you think that, you're in a place of privilege, because a lot of us ARE going to die during the next four years. I absolutely don't want to, but fuck. They want me dead or in prison.
They want to take away my health care. I am not worthy of life to them. I write stories with queer characters. They want to imprison me for that because being queer is something criminal, especially if children see it as something that shouldn't be condemned. This is not speculation. These are things they've directly said.
It isn't fair. Don't go telling me that I have to resist and keep fighting, because I shouldn't have to fight just to survive--yet here we are. I want to be happy and write stories, but this country is so racist and sexist a highly qualified woman of color can't get elected over a senile convicted felon who's also a rapist and wants to crash the economy to make the rich even richer while the rest of us can't afford cereal.
If you want to contact me, follow me on Bluesky at jeoneil, otherwise my friends know how to email me if they want to chat or have something that needs beta reading (I hope you do). I'll try to visit your blogs on occasion if I can.
