I am numb. I listen to the news, I see the images, I see the swastikas, the white men, the palpable hatred and I am numb. Perhaps my numbness is a protective barrier. It is impossible to wrap my mind around nazis chanting "Jews will not replace us" in 2017, in America. This is happening and I can't feel it. I don't want to feel it. I am tired of feeling panicky and afraid. Fuck you, Trump. Fuck you, Bannon. Fuck you, Ryan. Fuck you, Sessions. Fuck all of you. Despicable.

I took my kids and their friends on a walk tonight and I felt completely fine. I know that my kid will read The Diary of Anne Frank this year. And that happened. World War II happened, that much hatred and murder happened. We are not going in that direction, right? Right? RIGHT? That seems impossible. It seems like a really, really stupid idea. But then there are nazis marching, chanting, hating out in the open. Out in the open. With no shame, no reticence, no restraint.

In this moment, I am feeling grateful for my numbness. Without this protection, the realness, the panic, the fear, the horror could very well consume me.

We must get these people out of office. We. Must.

Sending you and the world love. Love wins.