I’m quite depressed today because I want to vote. But I’m feeling much too sick and weak to stand in line, and the lines are long here this year.
I won’t bring politics into this page. I’m simply discouraged about how often I kinda have to re-discover my lowwwww level of functioning.
The process of getting an absentee ballot involved about three steps that I just never managed to fully get to.
Now I’m left with the shame and embarrassment of not voting this year.
It just brings into stark awareness the fact that I AM sick every day. Every day. Every single day, to some degree or another. The absentee ballot was on a loooong to-do list that always grows faster than it shrinks.
Now I’m beating on myself: “I should have known I’d be sick on voting day!” “I should have gotten that absentee ballot done! It was important to me!” etc., etc…
It’s just another one of those days of this illness that feels lousy. Another day of self blame and anger and grief. I thought there might be others going through this.
Thanks,
Kate🌷