Been planning for retirement. The idea that I’m going to survive that long feels like copium. That I’m not only make it through Trump’s America and whatever comes next without being wrongly imprisoned or killed, but am also going to be one of the people who survives climate change because I live next to a large body of fresh water and the rich fucks who survive are going to need townies as their workers. And that the stock market I’m required to invest in to save for retirement will still exist and I’ll still be allowed to retire at all. Some privileged shit on top of being cope. Feels real bleak.