I think the thing I hate most is now when I go antiquing or to any little shop with knick knacks I'll see things and immediately be like "oh hey the person that collects cows (or German shepherds, or songbirds, or or or-) would absolutely love to see a picture of these things I better take one and send it to th- oh wait never mind they're antisemitic conspiracy nuts and I'm no longer affiliated with any of them" and then I just get sad when I'm in the middle of something that is one of the only things in my life that brings me joy anymore. I fucking hate this.












