Hi.

Today I am not okay.

Today I am scared. I am sad. I am grieving all we’ve lost and all we will lose.

I’m trying to remind myself that I am dangerous. But it’s hard to remember–or rather, it’s hard to feel the truth of that.

But I am. I am dangerous. You are dangerous. We can be dangerous in ways large and small to all that seeks to silence us, to tear apart, to divide, to belittle, to dehumanize. We’re going to see a lot of this. We’re going to need to be as dangerous as we can.

And part of that is taking care of ourselves. So if you’re scared and sad and overwhelmed–if you feel like you are standing on the edge of a precipice and you are actually dizzy even as you’re expected to walk around in the world in your human suit and take care of other humans and do work-things and home-things and being-alive-in-the-world things–if you feel that you’ve hit the bottom but you’re terrifyingly sure that we don’t even yet understand where the bottom really is–know that you are not alone.

Know that if you are scared, it’s because you’re not a fool. Know that if you are sad, it’s because you are not a soulless gremlin. Know that if you are grieving, it’s because you understand what matters. You love what is good and true. And know that all this makes you dangerous–to the fools, to the soulless gremlins, to the forces that would crush what is good and true and blow its dust to the four winds. And know that in the long arc of history, good will prevail.

I believe this. I will keep believing it, no matter what.

Know that you are a dragon, fierce and fiery, and that even if you are tiny, your fire is still fire. Tend that little flame. Take care of yourself. And when you’re ready, get back up. Get out there and be dangerous.

It’s a beautiful day to fight fascism.