I feel sick.

Yesterday was the one month anniversary of my miscarriage. It was hard. Beyond description. But it’s better than say, a month ago. Everyone seems to have forgotten about it except me. There are happier things to deal with in life, people tend to gravitate toward happier things, and move away from the shitty stuff. Perhaps this is why people subconciously not want to hear the real answer to “how are you”.

On a completely different note, I must amend to the cynical post that, the guy did finally replied. Are you ready for this? Yea? His reply, “blah blah blah may god continue (yea, I want to emphasize continue here. Excuse me, continue???) to comfort you and your family blah blah blah…”

I feel sick.

I’m pretty sure he remembers that I’m an atheist. We had a huge debate about religion once. So what the fuck. Moreover, even if I was religious, I’d be so pissed off at god right now that, if she/he/it were visible and tangible, I’d lunge myself and start the worst fight in history. I might be able to beat the snot out of god, I might not, but it’s damn worth a try.

I will have to dedicate a separate post to god, on a different day.

Anyway, yesterday was also Election Day. It was horseshit. The outcome is horseshit. It’s scary to think I’m living among idiots, ignoramuses, bigots, and racists. How does anyone think that America is safer with GWB in power is beyond me. The other George said it best.

I literally feel sick.