when did it hit you that life was never going to be normal again because a large number of people's brains had completely warped because for me it was October 5.
I don't know if "nervous breakdown" is the proper term, but what really happened was "scream sobbing in my car in a parking lot at glen echo."
I haven't really been "right" since then, tbh. I mean I've been "off" since May for obvious reasons, but I truly think that night something turned a corner. Maybe it was the blatant disregard of all common sense. Maybe it was being told that I don't care for others. Idk.
how did we go from "war widows raising money for a suitable tombstone for a complete stranger who was fighting on the other side of the war and accidentally sent to the town" to "vote the way I want you to or you're no longer my parent" in less than 200 years
We :) still :) aren’t :) allowed :) to :) have :) a :) funeral :) this :) size :) for :) my :) dad :) indoors :) or :) outdoors :)
Here’s the relevant executive order. For everyone playing by the rules, you’re limited to 5 people per 1,000 square feet of outdoor space up to 100. Does the picture above look like they’re in compliance?
THIS IS ABSURD! I don’t care who or what cause you’re gathering for, it doesn’t make *any* sense to allow a gathering of this size.