mh, sui ( - - - )
This morning's talk from my partner was "having faith in anything is horrible and delusional" mixed with "all queer people will be dead in the next 7 years" (trump related)
I remember trying to get laundry done, and just... turned into crying in the kitchen with a knife in hand, it just felt like the only way out. Eventually convinced to put it down, but the talking continued.
I remember curling up crying... and now it's 2 hours later and I'm at my desk... what?