brightlotusmoon | Sometimes I wonder

This is one of those times when I express true, honest hatred for humanity. The current political debate has only proven that most adult people have mentally and emotionally remained in the schoolyard playground even as their bodies have aged. Throwing bricks. Issuing death threats to families. Screaming in public. It's the verbal equivalent of pulling hair, shoving opponents into the dirt, and crying to teachers. It is disgusting. I can't even comprehend. And the current political debate? Health coverage in the United States. Holy fucking gods, you have got to be kidding me. These people are bullies. Classic bullies. I have seen toddlers who are more mature than some of these politicians, activists, and protesters. I think everyone involved in these attacks needs a Time Out. No television, no parties, no texting, no Twittering, no Facebooking. Just lock them in their rooms and let them sulk. This is insane. I feel ashamed. What the bloody fuck ever happened to being nice to people? We're all members of the same species. Gods help us all when extraterrestrial aliens really do arrive.
I'm sick of it. I don't care what your personal opinion is. I don't care if you think this bill is the height of all evil or the greatest thing since indoor plumbing. I don't care. Just keep it civil.

Rant over.

Adam will be home on Saturday. I think his irritation with being in Florida on this particular job is starting to seep out. He sounds snippy and tired in general, poor thing.
There is a party happening on Saturday, and he isn't sure he will even be able to get home in time. And at this point, I don't even know if I want to go. Close friends will be there, which is great, and I know even if I sit in a corner all night I will have someone to talk to. But the shy part of me keeps saying, "No matter what, no matter where, no matter why, no matter who, you will wind up anxious and tired and in pain and bored and possibly upset. You don't like parties. You're not actually social. You'll have fun for two hours and then you'll want to curl up on a couch. Plus, there will probably be very loud music and bright lights. Take a dose of passionflower and a Soma with you just in case."
And I have to wonder if that part is right. I hate wondering.

Emotional plummets suck. With or without the physical agony.

EDIT: I am going to the party.
EDIT AGAIN: Adam is home earlier than we'd thought. We will be going to the party together. Everyone I love will be there. It will be wonderful.