Born of Flame

I love my country. I've always loved my country. But right now I feel like I'm just waiting for my drunk uncle to do something stupid. Every day every moment because that's what this is like.

Being lesbian and presenting as entirely non-conforming to any gender Norm is difficult in this country right now. I'm not even taking into account the PTSD. When I can't walk into a bathroom without getting dirty looks or feeling scared there's something fucking wrong. When people are going hungry when kids are going hungry and going out without medical care. When hospitals are closing down left and right and you have to drive hours for Basic care. There's something wrong. Not to mention what's going on with all the overseas policy I can't even get into that.

And all I can do is wonder what that fucking drunk uncle is going to do next.

This is supposed to be a day celebration. I'm crying because the path we are going on is a very dangerous slope. And I don't think either extreme is correct. But damn it there's a fucking middle... and if we can't figure that out we're doomed. When basic human rights are up for debate there's something fucking wrong. That's not political ideology that's basic human rights when people are going hungry that's basic fucking human rights. When you have to drive over an hour  to have a fucking baby that's fucked up that's beyond fucked up.