Remember last week when I wrote about being anxious and worried and, gosh, I really hoped it would get better soon?
I miss last week.
Last week was like a vacation. Last week, I swallowed back jitters and small to moderate swells of anxiety. Swells like little waves. Like being on a float on a lazy river in a water park.
I was anxious and worried about a work project.
As it were, my concerns were justified.
This week has been code orange fight or flight mode, pretty much all day every day. I’d like to make a flippant comment here, but I can’t. This is hard and it sucks.
I read the teeniest bit of a transcript from Thursday’s horror show of a press conference and found myself making noises like Speed Buggy. If you don’t remember Speed Buggy, then you’re a baby.
I just wanted someone to make me feel better for a few minutes. Tell me the right combination of words that will give me some hope and assuage at least some of this fear. I just want someone to tell me that it’s gonna be alright.
Remember that song Lullaby by Shawn Mullins? The chorus to that song was going through my head and it occurred to me that I can do this part. I really can. I can say that everything is going to be alright, because it is.
Do you know how I know?
Because people go on regardless of whether the good guys are winning or the bad guys.
Any other time, I would say to apply “good” and “bad” labels is oversimplifying life to a ridiculous degree. But we currently have batman villains advising the president, so I feel okay with the whole “good/bad” thing.
We do go on.
No matter what, people write music and stories. We paint and sculpt and read and cry. We have babies and work jobs and fight with our kids and our spouses. We love our pets and bake cookies and have wild monkey sex. No matter which side is ahead, we do these things.
Not everyone gets to be okay because that is how life works. That is true for all of us. Regardless if the whole world is shaky and scary or all unicorns and glitter. No one gets out alive.
Everything is going to be alright. Okay, other than the whole “no one gets out alive” part. Although, maybe that will be alright, too.
Maybe, a few minutes from now, it won’t be. But right now, everything is going to be alright.
I got this minute for you.
Take a deep breath. Just for right now, believe this combination of words from me to you. Everything is going to be alright.
I know life is scary right now, but you aren’t by yourself.
There are so many of us. So many people who want peace and inclusiveness and clean water and air. So many of us want equal wages and to provide sanctuary for our fellow humans in need. So many of us are done with the patriarchy. We are done with our brothers and sisters being marginalized based on race, gender identity and who they choose to love. So many of us want our children to succeed and to have a planet where they can prosper and do good so their children can continue. So many of us.
Shit is hard right now. So we do what we have to do. We call, we march, and we work together because I still haven’t given up my belief that love overcomes hate. Maybe, I will have to give it up someday. I don’t know. But right this moment, I still believe.
Everything is going to be alright.
Now, you go give someone a moment of peace. Tell them that everything will be alright and mean it. We need this.
Dude was passive aggressive and a little drunk this week. He took selfies to let us know.