Artist, musical performer, and former derby skater from the Midwest.
I'm single, childless, and married to freedom and adventure.
ACAB, Anti-War, and I hate Democrats, Republicans, and billionaires. (Yes, even your favorite billionaire: the pop star, the philanthropost, the legendary athlete, or the soft-spoken investment guru who cosplays as middle class.) With each passing day I get a little closer to hating everyone.
Also, I refuse to use Donald's last name out of hatred for the man and his brand, FYI.

I wouldn't say I'm happy, necessarily. But I'm content.
I have everything I need in terms of basic needs but I suffer from depression, and I have two eighty year-old parents who have borrowed my car for nearly a year driving for DoorDash. My anhedonia keeps me leveled out 99% of the time, so when I'm happy or sad it generally manifests as a manic episode.
Even though my country is generally functional and safe, it's really only that way if you have money. That DoorDash job is the only the standing between my parents and homelessness because no one will employ them, the government doesn't care if they become homeless or starved, and my dad is too old too roof houses.