I was born in '57. Up until the last few years, I have never felt that the future was bleak. Now, I am left wondering what is the point of existence.
I really don't know.
If only to fight to make change, would that not be enough?
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Other than voting and making myself heard, I don't have any fight to offer. The way things are is getting me down.
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We’ve been fighting all of our lives and made some progress, but now we’re in an existential crisis. I’m the lady with the sign “I can’t believe I’m still protesting this shit.” (I was born in 1953, protested for civil rights, women’s rights, LGBTQ+ rights, against Viet Nam.)
