Post-election anxiety is ruining my libido – and I’m not the only one
“It’s impossible to feel excited about your situationship or even wrap your head around more casual dating when you’re seriously considering what it is going to take to survive the next four years as a queer person.” WORDS ANYA SCHULMAN COVER IMAGE ‘VENUS AND CUPID’ (1626) BY ARTEMISIA GENTILESCHI This may come as a shock to some of you (I’m pretty sure it is glaringly obvious), but I am American.
On 5 November I worked at my local polling place from five in the morning to half ten at night, and started refreshing my phone at seven in the evening to see a worst case scenario unfold.
I immediately left to do tequila shots with my new friend, co-election inspector general Angela, as a familiar feeling of dread sunk in.
Angela told me not to look at my phone, and tried to distract me with a story of an encounter in the aughts with the actor who played Smith Jerrod on Sex and The City as I waited for the person I’ve recently been seeing to show up.
