I’m trying to figure out how to talk about/exist after being told someone you love tested positive.

It feels so helpless to literally be begging for real aid for our communities in the face of a pandemic that was allowed to grow bigger than it had to.

My uncle has now taken a turn for the worse.

Watching in real time as existing at the intersection of racism, ageism, ableism, and classism jeopardize my family... and all far out of my control.

I’m tired.