Hey Nonnie. Yep, more soon. Chapter WIP wordcount hovering at 4K. But I wanna say a thing, and I am super sorry if I come off as preachy or dumb, but –
There is more in this life, and in this world, to live for. Believe me. I’m still here. A good many of my friends are still here. You are worth living for. The community you dream of and deserve is worth living for. The world you wish to create and to live in is WORTH LIVING FOR. The future is not immutable, not even the near future: you can be a part of building it and changing it, even in the face of such hideous opposition. You – your wonder and passion and care and love and RAGE – are needed. YOU CAN FIGHT.
I know it is terrifying. I know it is horrible. I know. I’ve lived through these, and I know. I have been staring in shocked silence for a good hour. Now, I am honestly wondering how to fly you all over here and if I have enough space (let alone blankets and sheets) to cater to every fucking last one of you.
You can FIGHT. I’ve seen some posts already, with amazing and impactful suggestions for people to try to make a difference against what has happened: both on a grass-roots and national level. FIGHT. It’s not the end. It is NEVER the end until the last person gives up.



