Lately, I’ve been feeling the weight of everything happening around us. The endless policies, executive orders, and appointments are designed to make us feel hopeless, to make us give up. For a long time, I thought I had to keep up with everything, and when I couldn’t, I felt guilty. But I’ve learned something: I can’t fight every battle at once. And guilt doesn’t fuel movements. Love does.
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