Tuesday, September 17, 2019
Dear You,
I am tired of trying to be polite about this, and actually, it might have been kinder if I had told you how I felt from the beginning. I wanted you to accept me, to like me, to hear me. I regret my lack of confidence more than anything. I know you won't let me down, and I should never have doubted you.
It's a life and death matter now, and everyone now knows it, so, I need you to be honest about this, I need you to say something out loud, I need you to act on it. I need you to mourn our luxurious lives. I need you to sacrifice for beings less fortunate than you. I need you to voluntarily use less of what you currently use, and I need you to come out on Friday and stand around the gazebo in the park with me: Global Climate Strike
See you there, my humans!
