Last night’s event with Juliet Patterson, on looking for meaning after suicide loss, was honestly pretty difficult. But this morning, waking up to yet another horrific mass shooting at an LGBTQ+ bar, I’m grateful for the space we had to reflect on the difficulties of living in a world that’s hostile to our very existence. I was a little surprised to find myself talking so much about anger last night, specifically the anger I feel toward a world that’s so often indifferent to the suffering of those who fall through the cracks. A world that makes it hard to stay alive if you don’t fit the mold. I haven’t always been great at allowing myself to be angry, but this morning anger is one of the biggest things I’m feeling. I am furious, for queer people in Colorado and queer people everywhere, who deserve so much more from the world than they get