My future has been stolen from me.

Trump effectively killed the public health profession in this country. I was never able to find a job (the standard is it taking about a year to get hired into the field, and I graduated in spring.) I'll never become an epidemiologist now. And because I have a Masters degree, I'm now "overqualified" for most other jobs. I am in a worse position, prospects-wise, than if i didn't go to grad school at all. Plus all that debt.

My rights are going to be gone by the end of this year; as a nonbinary person, as an AFAB queer person. All of it.

Our planet is doomed. This was our last chance to sort of mitigate SOME of the worst effects of global warming. Trump is going to push us straight off that cliff, drill baby drill, till the planet itself collapses.

I'm never going to get to get married, start a family (even if we assumed marriage and adoption rights stayed intact, I'll never be able to afford a child now) or know literally any of the joys my parents did. But hey, I guess at least I have the luxury of avocado toast, the cause of all our generation's problems, right?

At this point i just want it to be over. I'm falling to my death. We all are. We know we are. I want to skip the rest of the fall right to the briefly-painful crash before it's all over with.