The World is a Mess

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I’ve been pretty quiet lately.

In my last podcast, I believe I explained my issue with antidepressants. I don’t want to go back and listen right now because I lack energy, and just need to write today.

If you missed it — the gist is that I am missing an enzyme that breaks down certain medicines, one being most antidepressants. So, out of 22 antidepressants, only four have the *potential* to work for me. I also have one duplicated enzyme. While certain medications won’t work, I may experience the side effects more severely, which also explains so much. One of the side effects of my last antidepressant was fatigue. Ding ding ding. I’m sure that, coupled with my tanked Vitamin D, we’re behind my inability to function and do the things for the past year.

I’ve been very loud in my head.

So much to take in. So much to process.

So much hate, violence, bloodshed, abuse, burnout, racial injustice, gender (including gender identity) injustice, hate, and more hate. And more violence. And death.

I haven’t watched the news in years. My heart can’t take it. My idealism can’t take it. My inner sense of the necessity of justice and equality for all can’t take it. It all hurts too hard. It’s all too dismal.