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Back before I grew so angry it became impossible to calmly get things off my chest, I used to be able to write argumentatively and critically, so that others of differing viewpoints might actually be swayed to see my point of view. Perhaps even come around to it. Lately, with the stress of 2 years in a job where I got beaten down every day, personal traumas too many to mention, and a serious case of major depression, I have not been able to calmly talk about the things that bug me. The vagaries of a man given the presidency who can neither form an intelligent and well-constructed sentence nor behave in an intelligent, well-constructed manner, and who abuses his power in a way I never believed I would see in this country set my teeth on edge until I just can not see beyond the greed and idiocy of his regime, let alone find the words to adequately and sympathetically (constructively?) express my views. I appreciate those of you who have stuck with me, despite the fact. And in spite of the depression I have steadily spiralled into of late. That said, there are two excellent entries floating about Diaryland tonight which I hope you will read. Both are thoughtful and well-said. Neither are angry, full of Lola's vitriol or my passive aggression. Tomorrow I'll come back with the cheery. (yes, I will; shut up) But tonight these two entries - and the people who wrote them - deserve to shine. Thank you. *
Update, 3:15am: copyright 2002
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In which Katie shares sad news - Wednesday, Apr. 01, 2015
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