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So much of the pandemic was us finding out life actually could be easier and better and more accessible, and then watching them peel every scrap of that back out of our hands & lives, often for incoherent reasons. (return to office!)

The mental weight of watching society solve so many accessibility problems when "healthy" people needed it, and then rip that back away while ignoring an ongoing health crisis that made life MORE limited and dangerous for those with disabilities? Hard to fully express!

We really went through the global collective trauma of a mass death event, where almost no one in earth doesn't know someone who died, and instead of sitting with it for 30 seconds we were asked to memory hole the entire thing while making up for lost time by working 3x as hard for barely as much.

The wild thing about all the economy talk is that I often feel like I'm well-off but when I Google median incomes we have not hit the median in a couple years, we just live incredibly modest little lives with an $800 mortgage and one car and no trips or vacations or anything.

And even my modest little life is getting stressful and I have every possible advantage to cope with it because we WERE making more before.

Basically staying afloat while I remember how much I love writing by 3D printing shit, I'm really lucky I get hyperfocus fixations that can make money.

And I DO love writing. But my brain was broken. I felt like I was crawling over glass to make words some days. Long covid broke me and no doctor could take it seriously and we are just rolling the dice every day on more people getting long covid like it isn't its own mounting crisis.