Every once in a while I find myself so overcome by the amount of emails in my inbox that I hit a wall.
Right now is one of those times.
I am systematically unsubscribing from almost everything in my inbox like it’s my full time job. When they ask what my reason is, I type one word.
Overwhelmed.
I’m overwhelmed by junk emails, donation requests, even the regular communications from companies that I like. Go away, all of you.
You are too much, and I am small, only one person against the onslaught of the clawing hands in my inbox, all wanting something that I cannot give. Perhaps time, money, attention, or some other action on my part.
I can’t. You have beaten me into a state of complete paralysis and now, in an act of self-preservation, I delete you.
And, while we are at it: go away, news. No more reports of worldwide human suffering, smug racists, cruel transphobes, corrupted judges and a crumbling, polluted planet.
No more religious hypocrites making a mockery of what they say is God’s love.
Give me radio and television and social media filled with fascinating documentaries, cute animals, inspiring tales of decent and loving human beings. I want human interest stories that make me feel like there is still some reason to be human.
Send me music, art, architecture, the beauty of nature. Oh, and things to make me laugh. Tell me stories that occupy my mind with ideas and people that will do me no harm.
I am overwhelmed.
There is so much pain. So much to fight. Somehow I must find a way to rest, try to heal, get my bearings.
And so I unsubscribe.
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