I just moved into my first house. The president is using modern-day gestapo to disappear undesirables and political dissidents against supreme court orders. My career work has paid off and I have a nice new job and there are dogs in the office. The party I vote for now thinks it’s a winning strategy to throw trans people under the bus. Probably thanks to social transition and HRT, I’m getting a grip on my social anxiety and expanding my friend group. I carry pepper spray when I’m alone now.

My life is coming together right as the world falls apart. I am filled all at once with indescribable hope and unfathomable dread. Hell of a thing to find your soul during an apocalypse.