The state of the country has finally gotten to me, in a big way.
I really can’t deal anymore.
The more this mess goes on (I mean everything: COVID-19, police violence, this “presidency”...)
I’m done trying to figure out anything.
I sold my house in California, I bought land in northeastern Washington state.
Currently I live there in a trailer until my house gets built.
(Well, still in the middle of moving, going back and forth between states until I’m done moving)
I’m in the middle of freaking nowhere, in the woods, my only neighbors are the big game that roam here.
I’m a short drive from the Canadian border, and when the borders are reopened, I will go find out in person what I need to do immigrate there, I’m already bilingual, that part will be easy.
Even if i can’t immigrate, I am now living in an area so remote that I pick up my mail at the post office because the mailman can’t get to my place.
And I have to hike to the southern ridge line for cellular service, I have no internet and I’m not planning on getting it.
This is limiting my use of social media greatly which is awesome because it turns out I do not have the social skills required to deal with this society that people deem “normal” or “acceptable”. I just can’t.
I don’t have what it takes.
I guess I’m giving up on trying to be a member of this American society:
I’ll be the joke everyone laughs about “living as a hermit with my dogs and the wildlife” and only venturing into town when absolutely necessary.
And I’m so cool and ok with that.
I was always envious of people who can live in society and feel that they can relate to belong with their peers, but not anymore:
I’ve accepted that I’m hopelessly broken and that the only thing that can truly make me feel safe and at peace is solitude.
The only reason I could even write this post is because I’m currently back in California to finish emptying my old place and it still has service.
I really hope and wish the best for everyone who is trying to endure this mess, I know many out there are feeling completely hopeless.
I really can’t deal anymore.
The more this mess goes on (I mean everything: COVID-19, police violence, this “presidency”...)
I’m done trying to figure out anything.
I sold my house in California, I bought land in northeastern Washington state.
Currently I live there in a trailer until my house gets built.
(Well, still in the middle of moving, going back and forth between states until I’m done moving)
I’m in the middle of freaking nowhere, in the woods, my only neighbors are the big game that roam here.
I’m a short drive from the Canadian border, and when the borders are reopened, I will go find out in person what I need to do immigrate there, I’m already bilingual, that part will be easy.
Even if i can’t immigrate, I am now living in an area so remote that I pick up my mail at the post office because the mailman can’t get to my place.
And I have to hike to the southern ridge line for cellular service, I have no internet and I’m not planning on getting it.
This is limiting my use of social media greatly which is awesome because it turns out I do not have the social skills required to deal with this society that people deem “normal” or “acceptable”. I just can’t.
I don’t have what it takes.
I guess I’m giving up on trying to be a member of this American society:
I’ll be the joke everyone laughs about “living as a hermit with my dogs and the wildlife” and only venturing into town when absolutely necessary.
And I’m so cool and ok with that.
I was always envious of people who can live in society and feel that they can relate to belong with their peers, but not anymore:
I’ve accepted that I’m hopelessly broken and that the only thing that can truly make me feel safe and at peace is solitude.
The only reason I could even write this post is because I’m currently back in California to finish emptying my old place and it still has service.
I really hope and wish the best for everyone who is trying to endure this mess, I know many out there are feeling completely hopeless.