I’m not normal, no. I can’t say I’m doing great. But I’m actually far more stable now than I’ve ever been. I’m preparing for bad times to help others as best I can. I’m not ready enough. I protest when I can. I try to read older books rather than the latest clickbait. My work actually matters, so I don’t feel drained from it. I mostly quit arguing with idiots, online and off. They’ll feel the pain soon enough. Good. I do mock them to their faces. If they change, I might help them. If it gets as bad as I’ve always suspected it will, I’ve already lived longer and better than anticipated. I’ve never feared oblivion. Sounds nice these days. If I die, I’ll die fighting the darkness. I’m content. Let them come. Good people will still live on. If we let the fools and psychos in power destroy our entire biosphere, well then we will have proved Humanity never deserved the stars in the first place.

If we make it, keep pushing humanity forward. We are all one people and we are worth the struggle. We are the only known intelligence in the Universe and we must learn to act like it, or die. Don’t let us down.

So that’s how I’m doing.