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Chronically Alive

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I’m mad as hell but mostly exhausted

I realize Bernie dropped out a few days ago. I’m still processing. I wasn’t originally a Bernie fan. I mean, he was fine, but Liz was my choice. She didn’t get enough support, so by default I had to go with Bernie. That stung. But I dealt. But now Bernie’s out. And here’s what I’m faced with. Trump. Or Biden. And I’m pissed. And completely fucking exhausted.

Like many women, I actually grieved Elizabeth Warren’s end. When Hillary lost, we were told our country was ready for a woman in the Oval Office...just not this woman. Ok. Despite her imminent qualifications, her opponent’s utter lack of qualifications, and the fact that her opponent had multiple criminal implications, we swallowed that. With Liz, we had a candidate who was seasoned, qualified, and had well thought out plans. She still got no support. So it wasn’t not this woman, it was not ANY woman.

For reference, according to Wikipedia, 75 countries have had female heads of state since 1918. That includes countries as diverse as United Kingdom, Mongolia, Pakistan, and the Central African Republic. The fact that US women were to be denied a seat at the most important table again...yes. That deserves a beat.

It then came down to Bernie and Biden. While neither were my first choice, a curious thing happened. The Coronavirus swooped in and shut the country down, threatening the lives of hundreds of thousands, and the livelihoods of millions more. Bernie, as an active senator, worked on stimulus bills, single handedly insuring unemployment protection for gig workers. Biden? Silently carried on.

Except for that thing.

A former staffer accused Biden of rape. And let’s be honest. Joe’s been creepily handsy on women on camera and off for decades, so this isn’t hard to believe. But interestingly, this story got almost no play. Not even from #metoo movement that’s supposed to stand up for these women.

And then Bernie bowed out.

And we’re left with Trump the rapist, or Joe the rapist. And I’m exhausted. And I’m angry.

The party that is supposed to stand for women has in the course of just over a month:

  • Told women they will not lead the country, no matter who they are
  • Demanded that those same women vote for a rapist because he’s “not as bad as the other rapist”

Democrats have long touted the strategy of “Blue no matter who”. And then you brought me this guy. You tell me that I need to think of people of color, of wome, of Muslims, of RBG, of the courts!

And you’re right. And I’m going to tell you why NONE of that matters,

You see I, like millions of people like me, are rape survivors. When I see Biden I don’t see better than Trump. I see another rapist that you allowed to sit in that place of power. When you tell me to think of all of those people when I vote, you’ve neglected to mention the survivors of assault. And we’re told over and over to sit down. To be quiet. To not make a commotion for everyone else. We’ve done our part, you’ve failed us by putting two rapists on the ballot. You don’t get to demand anything else from me.

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I’m guessing these guys are feeling pretty smug right about now

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So I live in St. Louis city. I grew up here. I moved to the burbs when I got married—the new hubby grew up in farm land so city+farm=burbs. After our kids grew up, we ditched the land of Buffalo Wild Wings and Chili’s for the city—and made a pact to never eat at a chain restaurant again.

Moving on.

So now that we’re in the city, when I meet people they feel compelled to give me all the advice. So. Before you well meaning burb dwellers feel like you need to say anything, let me start.

Please stop telling me I’m gonna get shot. Like for real. The world has risks. My old neighborhood had a suicide, a murder suicide, bomb/hostage scare, and escaped fugitive. AND my lawn was often littered with KKK literature. My kids’ school was on lockdown multiple times. So let’s stop tossing around unfounded advice.

On the subject of that..

Yes. We’ve got shit to fix. We know it. We’re working on it. In fact, that’s one of the reasons we moved to the city. But what you don’t get to do is burbsplain to me why the city is broke or what’s wrong with us or why it’s irreparable when you’re freaking out about walking back to your car during a Blues day game. If you stuck around...if you took the time to hang out with us instead of lecturing us...you would find out that we’re more than the sports and museums. We’re great places to eat. We’re great little dive bars. We’re amazing parks and festivals. We’re fantastic architecture and neighborhoods with the kindest people ever.

You’re welcome here. But keep the advice.

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Tonight my plans include watching the Ted Bundy biopic with my daughter and my girlfriend and my therapy dog with strawberry margaritas, and steak and eggs. This is my fucking life.

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My new favorite game

Math with conservatives.

I have a few conservative friends who post weird random shit. Like stop the Mexicans. They’re taking over our jobs and stealing our Welfare! Like at the same time?

And don’t have babies if you can’t afford them. That’s my favorite. I pull out math and stats and citations on that shit. Cause babies are fucking expensive. And cute. Everyone should have one. But not my son. He should definitely not have a kid. 😉

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Our newest family member, Murphy. I’ve wanted a dog for a while. My last dog was so snuggly with me when I was flaring. My husband finally agreed to new a few dogs at our local shelter. And we found this guy. He was really hesitant at first. My daughter took him for a walk with one of the staff members and he came back and perked up. As soon as we decided to take him home, he literally jumped right in my husband”s lap.

Murphy has been in the shelter for 5 months. Before that, he was picked up on the highway in a rough part of town. He’s super nervous around men. He’s super protective. So when a male friend of mine touched me he damn near lost a hard. He’s going to need some love. But I’m so excited he’s with us.❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Ugh

The stench of toxic masculinity is nauseating. Gonna have to smack down an asshole tomorrow.

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I’m on bed rest cause I caught bronchitis. And for someone who preaches rest and self care, I’m pretty lousy at it sometimes. So now I’m stuck on the couch. Binge watching all the things. Schitts Creek, some Avengers (ok I fell asleep during that), Umbrella Academy, and stuff on serial killers and Hitler. And Black Klansman. That fucked me up. Great movie. But that messed me up.

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I’m having a moment ❤️

I’m sitting in this great little coffee shop a couple of blocks from my house, and a couple of blocks from my studio (have I mentioned that I LOVE living in #southstlouis? Cause it’s amazing!). Anywho- I’m drinking this amazing mint and lavender concoction #royaltreatment as my tea. Just reflecting on my January and looking forward to February and feeling so so excited. Like everyone should feel like this.

Lessons for the day? Take time to enjoy the tea. Take a minute to look back and celebrate. Take a breath and get really excited about what’s next.

Also pet the dogs. If you don’t, tney’ll be sad. And you don’t want that on your conscience.

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