

I have a kid too, and it eats at me.
But I find comfort in the fact that life will carry on, even if my kid can never have the future I hoped for him when he was born.
It’s what gives me some comfort. Taking a larger perspective than just worrying about how humanity will fair.
I’m not making an argument. I’m learning to identify with a bigger picture for my sanity.
My heart weeps greatly for all of the species that are going extinct on this planet.
And I find some hope that life itself will continue here, even if it’s not complex life. Life has survived extinction events before. Life is adaptable.
I’m trying to be less attached to the form life takes, because I can’t stop climate change.
So it’s something that gives me peace. It’s not an argument that what is happening is right. Because it’s not.