Well here we are — post election

We said all along, we’d make decisions after the election. Here we are. Time to decide vacations, retirement, friends, investments.

I'm too heartbroken to go to DC at Thanksgiving. Our summer trip will now be planning where we will move to: Canada or blue state.

I am 57 1/2. I’ve been open and honest and optimistic and a believer in the goodness of people all my life. I can talk to anyone and make fast friends. But not anymore. My spirit is broken. I don’t trust anyone new and hell, I’m a bit suspicious of some friends. I’m gonna suspect everyone is stupid.

I have locked up all of my social media. Deleted the apps for most. I don’t want to rehash. I don’t want to provide support. I am shrinking my world on purpose. I have been too expansive and too trusting. I’m taking care of me and mine.

I want to live in a no-news bubble that clearly others do. I do not need to be informed or react to the garbage happening in this country. I will not take enough pleasure watching these MAGA voters suffer to be worth my own suffering.