The other day I saw a post somewhere on Lemmy, it seems to have been taken down or at least I’m unable to find it again, by some dickwad asking, pretty clearly it bad faith, why people felt like they needed the day off from work or school after the election. It was full of him bitching about basically people being too soft if they couldn’t handle their feelings being hurt and that sort of garbage. This was basically going to be my reply to that.

I work in 911 dispatch, that should tell you that I’m the kind of person who can handle stress well, i’ve dealt with some crazy shit both at work and in my personal life, I don’t think anyone is going to claim I’m someone who’s easily rattled.

And still, despite all of the things I’ve seen, done, heard, and been a part of, I have never felt as physically sick from stress as I did watching the election results coming in Tuesday night.

I was at work, and in the midst of it as it was becoming clear that Trump was going to win, right around 2AM, I got one of those really insane calls, the kind of thing that makes the evening news and that they make true crime TV shows out of, that normally leaves even a hardened tough guy like me a little bit shaken-up, and all I felt was relief because something finally came along to wrench my mind from the election.

I woke up the next day still feeling sick to my stomach. My wife woke up in tears. I spent the day feeling like I was lost in a fog, and by the next day the fog lifted giving way to a simmering rage that I’m not sure will ever go away entirely. Luckily Wednesday and Thursday were my scheduled days off this week, I genuinely don’t think I could have worked Wednesday night feeling like I felt.

I’m an old boy scout, I took the scout motto of “be prepared” to heart, I believe that most people don’t really rise to the occasion but instead they fall to their level of training, and all the other sayings and such about preparedness and self-reliance and all of that, and I’ve prepared myself so that I am rarely at a complete loss of what to say or do in any given situation, I have plenty of training and life experience to fall back on.

No one ever trains you how to watch democracy die.

Or how to handle something like ¾ of your country turning their back on your most deeply-held values either by actively voting against them or by not even caring enough to bother showing up to vote.

And nothing prepares you to look around you in a 911 dispatch center, surrounded by people that people are supposed to be able to trust to stand for justice, safety, law, order, security, fairness, equity, compassion, basic human decency, who are supposed to stand up for and provide assistance to vulnerable members of our community when they need it most, who like to pat themselves on the back for being the “calm voice in the night” or the “thin gold line”…

… And realizing that most of them either don’t care or are actively rooting for a man who stands for the exact opposite of all of those values.

For the first time I can remember I feel well and truly lost. I tend to be the guy people turn to when they have a problem because I know how to fix it or I at least know how to find someone who can. I don’t know how to fix this, and I certainly don’t have a guy for this. I’m gonna keep on soldiering on until I figure it out or I guess I’ll die trying, but I really don’t know what my path forward from here is going to be. And if I need some time to figure this shit out. I certainly won’t think less of anyone who needs the same.

And everyone deals with different kinds of stresses differently and more or less successfully than anyone else. Despite the crazy shit I’ve managed to deal with, there’s other more mundane situations that some people can handle just fine that I can’t hack. Put me in a regular office environment with reports, paperwork, deadlines and presentations, and I’d probably be burned out in a week. It’s like the old saying about trying to judge a fish by its ability to climb trees.

It’s ok to not be ok right now, honestly I think anyone who says they’re ok right now is either faking it or a psychopath. Don’t be afraid to ask for help, if you have it in you, try to check in on others to make sure they’re doing ok and getting what they need too. The only way we’re getting through this is together.

  • Cyrus Draegur@lemm.ee
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    15 days ago

    I’ve been channeling my anxiety into, upon recognizing that I cannot escape this sinking ship, that I might actually be able to help others escape with their lives, should it come to that. In fact, several times PER DAY over the past week, it was the reminder that other people need me more than ever right now and that I can’t help anyone if I’m gone that has become the most reliable terminator for self-destructive ideations.

    OP, if you hear about anything like an “Underground Railroad” network forming to assist people in evacuating the united states, please keep me in mind and let me know. I’m no Oskar Schindler myself, but if someone is stepping up into that role, I want to be working with them. We can’t save everyone but we can save some and that will have to be worthy enough.

    The modern Reichstag hasn’t burned yet… but we will not get any more warnings between now and when it does. Mean time, I’m sure it’s crossed your mind, and I can only offer preparation encouragement:

    • Cancel all entertainment subscriptions, embargo your household against restaurants and fast food, and shun all luxuries, throw every last penny you can into the survival fund.
    • Make sure the identification documents for every member of your household are in order at hand
    • Acquire and/or ensure maintenance is up to date on personal defense equipment.
    • Pack a go-bag for all household members with all essential “restart our lives from scratch” supplies.
    • Optionally, establish mustering/rallying points with family or other households you trust.

    Goodness forbid it should ever be necessary… hopefully by the time the brownshirts come knocking, you and yours will be somewhere they can’t find you.