It actually appears… that I forgot to post something here on the first of the month.

And I have absolutely no idea why.

The closer it gets until I suppose someone from my high school graduating class pulls together a twenty-year reunion or… doesn’t, the more I consider myself lucky that I wasn’t invited to any ten-year reunion and that I don’t keep in touch with the majority of these people. (Like, please just let this keep right on. Seriously.)

For instance, I found out about a week ago that almost all of the people that I was friends with in high school are MAGA supporters now. Given the circumstances, this shouldn’t surprise me as much as it does given that this is Texas we are talking about here (or I am writing about, at any rate). And if they aren’t die-hard MAGA supporters, their close family members are, and that’s still something that I do not actually want to deal with in any capacity. Spare the one or two people from high school that I would like to reconnect with that I haven’t reconnected with and not counting the one that I have already reconnected with, I am happy as can be hoping that no one reaches out to me in attempts to reconnect. I am not going to barter my humanity.

…and it is with great pride that I report not even having been contacted about attending one of these.

Truth be told, I continue not to have kept in touch with that many of the people that I went to high school with… or any school (elementary, middle) for that matter. I think I keep in touch with one of them, and as it is, we don’t even talk that much aside from being friends with each other on social media. This is something that I like and am comfortable with, and it’s something that I want to continue doing. Aside from the one person that I continue to be friends with on social media who I went to high school with for all of one year, I don’t think I want to be in contact with the majority of these people. I don’t want to give them access to my life. I couldn’t wait to get them out of my life once I’d graduated from high school. I actually had it put into my permanent record at high school during my senior year that I didn’t want to be contacted about attending these, and I’m still surprised that whoever has been in charge of planning these has actually respected this.

Like, please continue to respect this. Seriously. Don’t even have a high school reunion. Do not contact me.