So I’m out for pizza with my partner, and I had to use the restroom. The walls of the stall were covered in writing—I’m in a college town so this is really common—and I just sat there and read all of the things people wrote and just started bawling my eyes out. Such stupid, hurtful, small, insidious things written on these walls. So little good. So little intellect. So little hope. I just feel so overwhelmed. I’m exhausted seeing darkness in the world all the time that I feel like no one else sees. I don’t want to be in this world, in this city, where the words on bathroom walls represent who the people in the world around me are. I just walked out of that bathroom feeling so suicidal I just..I don’t know.