I feel I lost control of my personal life at 49. It was my first bout of cancer and I went into it not knowing if I would survive. I did, but everything in my life changed dramatically. Over the years I wanted and tried to be in control but never was or am.
Lately I feel a total loss of control and it is depressing, irritating, and mind boggling at times seeing the US fall apart. I feel all of the positive strides we in the US have fought for and won are collapsing and in danger of losing altogether.
I don’t wish to be a doomsday person, but think back to 2016–after 8 years of finally making all kinds of progress, did you think in your wildest dreams, a “thing” like Trump would be a US president?