Everything in the news makes me heartsick and disgusted and scared. Our collective apathy makes me feel weak and vulnerable.
I try to remember that I am only responsible for, that I can only control, my actions - that I cannot take on the guilt of the bad people in the world. I try to remind myself that what I have did not come from taking from the have-nots. I want to do more, I should do more, to help those who have less, who need more, but some days it's a struggle just to get to the end of the day. And then I feel terrible for not pushing a bit harder, as if my not making a bunch of sandwiches for homeless people is directly causing worldwide hunger to not be fixed already.
Ugh. The world is so ugly.
This is why I stay home all the time. It's safe in here. It's full of funny happy people who love each other, even if they hit and scratch and bite sometimes, and yell, and cry and whine...still. Way safer than your average public gathering these days. Also, I'm always tired. And taking the girls to other peoples' homes freaks me out because I'm afraid they're going to get on your nerves or break something or stain something. And I still have stupid terrible mom guilt any time I leave them with Grandma because I feel like I'm imposing on my mom and abandoning my kids all at the same time, so it makes it hard to let loose and have a good time, ya know?
This was supposed to be a Facebook post, not a blog entry. Whatever.