Some days I try to just focus on my own little world, but it’s hard not to notice that things feel off. I don’t think most people are pretending nothing’s wrong I think they’re just exhausted and trying to cope in their own way. I know I do that sometimes too.
But when you have a child, it hits differently. You start thinking about the kind of world they’re growing up into, and it’s scary. It’s not just headlines anymore it feels personal.