Oh, God, I don't know if I'm going to make it through primary season
I just cracked and posted a reply to a political Facebook post by my brother. (I have my arguments with Hillary's politics too, man - I don't know yet who I'm voting for in the primary - but "hurr durr even her husband thinks she's screwing up, look how he's changing her campaign"? No. No and no and no in about eight different ways.) I may have to block him for the duration, which is ridiculous - our politics are not actually that different! - but man, I do not want to have to flinch past him talking crap about her for the next six months or, oh God, year if she gets the nomination and he doesn't let it go. I can't help it; I first became really aware of politics during the Clinton presidency, I have literally spent my entire life watching that woman getting knocked down and getting back up, and I'm not sorry I didn't vote for her in 2008 - I had the same qualms then that I have now about her foreign policy, which is more hawkish than I like - but do I feel protective of her? Yeah, I do.
I did at least only actually post the slightly snippy first part, and not the second part which I wrote multiple times but eventually had to admit added up only to "you're kidding, right? Do you even hear the bullshit you're talking right now?"
Now I need to start letting it go again. This is me, letting it go. I'm going to regret having said anything in the first place, no need to make the situation worse.