You just don't realize the stress until you can't deny it. [View all]

By all accounts, I'm a pretty gutsy broad. I'm in my late sixties. I usually say what I mean and I'm not afraid of controversy. I took down two great big tree limbs that were about to fall from recent storms with my chainsaw this past week.

I do my own home maintenance as much as possible. I'm single with an older relative living with me who requires some care, but it's manageable.

I remember one time when Trump was President during his first term. I was unloading the dishwasher, and out of the blue everything just hit me. I think I posted about that here. I started crying and had to sit down for a few minutes. It wasn't the dishwasher. It was all of the stress of HIS crap coupled with all of the usual, normal stress that we all have in our daily lives. I had just reached my limit.

This just happened to me again earlier today. I reached a limit. I have an overhead a/c filter and it's difficult to replace it. The vent cover is a bit testy when you are trying to put it back up.

The filter needed to be changed and I tried doing it and it wouldn't fit back in. I lost it. Bawled by eyes out for ten minutes. Again, it wasn't JUST the a/c filter. It's everything. All at once. All of the stress of our usual lives PLUS all of the worry, uncertainty and dread that goes along with Trump's second term.

I cried for a bit. Sat down for a minute and had a glass of dr. pepper. Then I by god got my ass back up and put the damn a/c filter in and got the vent cover on.

Fuck that sonofabitch to the end of eternity. As long as there is breath in this body, I will continue to get my ass back up and fight him. I hate him and I hate all of the assholes in this country who allowed this to happen and continue to do nothing.

I am woman. Hear my fat ass roar this morning!!!!!