The Trumpist members of my family are proud to be recalcitrant about it all. It’s at least three parts: first there’s the gulf between us, and then the knowledge of the breadth of it, and lastly the pride of standing so far away from everyone. It’s not just that they’re way past the orbit of Pluto. It’s also the fact that they’re so proud to be so far out.
No we are not. 36, broke, lonely, and hopeless. Cant get a better paycheck without better education, cant get a date without a better paycheck, just getting older. Not a lot of reason to live, frankly. I feel useless. Im afraid it’ll kill me.