Things that are difficult:
Keeping your mouth shut when your political views on a topic are just begging to be shared with the whole world. You’re a journalist, Kasia. People can dismiss your credibility if you have an opinion, even if it’s backed by evidence. People don’t listen, not really. They divide the world into dichotomies and place you on whatever side makes the easiest sense.
Realizing that the dark bags under your eyes are slowly taking over your entire splotchy face. “Whoa, look at those circles under your eyes!” I was told yesterday. Three times. Who cares, who cares, who cares. I’ll get sleep tonight and I won’t look like a monster tomorrow.
Watching horrible things happen in the world and knowing that right now, at least, I feel utterly powerless.
Things that make the difficult stuff not-too-terrible:
Being assigned a story that excites you. Not feeling entirely powerless any more. (Stay tuned.)
Being able to have a conversation and ask insightful questions.
Getting good grades for hard work.
Doing cartwheels with friends in public spaces because it’s midnight and you’ve still got hours of work to go, so why not, really?
Playing with my dog.