I am going to try. I just hope I have enough fight left in me. I've been fighting all my life, and it gets to be exhausting after the first decade or two. Someday, I hope to reach a point where I don't have to fight, at least for a while. Though it might take therapy to know what to do with that.

There's a weird duality here. On one hand, it feels very disempowering to think one's failures aren't one's own. On the other, it brings a visceral reality to "existence is resistance". I can fight back simply by making myself thrive. And anger can be a powerful motivator when all else fais.

I suppose that is one way to do eugenics: instead of directly by law (as my country did until 2014), you keep inconvenient groups marginalised enough that many never feel able to become parents, and so prevent most births within the group. A genocide by statistics.

Some of it is just my generation getting the short end: housing crisis, stagflation, (geo)political instability. But some of it also feels very targeted: prejudice and policy keeping specifically people like me from developing a basis in life that would allow us to have and support children.

Hurray, thank you 💚