Objectively: lockdown with a severely disabled child. No carers, no visitors, no school, no socialising, nothing. He became so depressed he stopped playing with toys. I was so exhausted and physically and mentally burnt out I had a breakdown and developed two physical health conditions that now make me too ill to care for him alone. My mental health will never recover. Meanwhile they were having parties.
Subjectively: child poverty, the division, rousing of hatred for disabled people by suggesting they are to blame for the state of play, brexit, bombing the children of Syria, Grenfell, Truss, the fact an unelected multi multi millionaire is trying to align himself with those who don't have Sky TV, the lies, all the people who died alone in hospital including my own dear family member who absolutely didn't deserve that, our crumbling NHS.
Such a depressing state of affairs.
Then we have Keir who can't define what a woman is.