I don’t know. I’ll let you know when I start feeling stuff again.

Precisely. You’ve just articulated exactly how I’ve been feeling. Thank you.

Aside from personal and family medical issues, yes. Strangely, I’ve been thinking a lot about 9/11 today. Same kind of disbelief and dissociation, walking around in a fog, thinking it had to be a mistake, not knowing how to console my students. The difference is that instead of being angry/incredulous at a bunch of…

My worst week was when I attempted suicide, but yeah, this week is pretty bad too.

Funny how Gulliani has had a front row seat to both of the worst events in recent US history.

I’ve said this before on other sites but I’m fairly sure I have PTSD I’ve tried to save two people, my mom included, in unrelated occasions and failed. So I have some demons for sure but like I said those weeks weren’t so bad. Those nights damn sure were. I did however manage to save two other people so I guess I’m…

Oh same. My grandma died during finals week first semester of college. I was supposed to go spend the night at her house that day (we knew it would be soon) and had baked cookies and sweets to bring with me so we could hang out and snack. I drove two hours there and we were all miserable and I brought the cookies and…

Tue: Trump elected
Wed: My grandmother died
Thu: I got a nasty head-cold
Friday: Still have the head-cold, and one of my kitty’s eyes is worryingly foggy (vet can’t see him till next wed).
So, yeah, so far this week’s been shit.

Yes. This is worse than 9/11. 9/11 brought with it a shared sense of purpose; the enemies were external.

Yep. Either we end up going back to the 50s, or Trump sets off the nukes and the world ends. And either way, you know there are people—your coworkers, your family and your friends—who allowed it to happen.

This is easily the worst year of my life. And my great fear is that next year will be worse.

“This is an existential worse on so many levels.”

My best friend was diagnosed with leukemia (she’s ok so far), and she told me it was 100% ok to feel like this is worse that that. I have OCD and anxiety so it can get pretty rough even during good times, but this is the most stressed I ever remember being.

well, no, not for me. living in nyc during 9/11 was far worse...because the human toll was evident and present...with this, the final toll might not be tallied for another 4 years.

I’ve never been a depressed person but this week has really fucked with me. All I want to do is sleep.

Close to it. I am waaay deep in fight or flight mode and fight is winning.

No. But it came close.

I went to my local bar for a beer, it was dead silent in there...every one of us hunched over our beer. Went for coffee today, same shit. Making eye contact in my town is hard, it’s depressing AF out here.

My worst week was having my grandmother die and consoling my mom about it. This is pretty damn close. :(

Aren’t we all living in our worst week ever?