From The Confessional: Everything Sucks, And We're So Done With 2020

by Karen Johnson
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Everything Sucks And I Can't Wait for 2020 To End
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If anyone is actually enjoying 2020, please tell us your magical secret. Because for most of us, this is the year that just. won’t. end. Between the pandemic, the ugliness of the election, racial violence, wildfires, and Donald Trump’s Twitter feed, there is horribleness everywhere you turn.

2020 is the worst, and will hopefully, for the most part, be scrubbed from our memory. But for now, we’ve got to wait it out, pray for a vaccine, (or for people to at least start following basic safety protocols), vote like a mother, and pour a large drink while we dream about 2021.

I miss going outside! miss going places! im depressed, stress and bored out of my mind! when is this going to be over!

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Found a crap ton of mold in my apartment stashed behind my water heater. Just the shit sundae cherry on top at this point. 2020 needs to end.

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I can’t wait until this year is over!

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So anxious I can’t focus on work. Covid, US politics, remote schooling, people suffering by the millions, wildfire smoke making the sky red here in CA... how is anyone pretending this is remotely okay?

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2020 sucks. There is no other way to slice it. We all wish we could jump into a time machine and skip the rest of this year, but we can’t. We’re just stuck on this COVID/virtual school/quarantine/OMGPleasecanwehaveanewpresident hamster wheel and don’t know when TF we’ll be let off.

My kid missed the bus on the first day of school, totally my fault. Not a good sign for this school year.

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School this morning was crazy - I'm supposed to keep my kids in front of a screen and unmute them every time they need it. How am I supposed to EVER WORK AGAIN!?

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Virtual school is killing us. We will be dust by the time this is over.

I self medicate with weed and alcohol to control my anxiety. Only 1 or 2 drinks per day, sometimes none if I'm feeling okay. I just can't handle the responsibilities of having 3 jobs, 2 kids, a house, husband, and living in this shitty world.

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I’m overwhelmed by the world and all the drama in my personal life. I can’t take it. Something is going to explode.

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I don’t give a shit about work anymore. I think I probably never did, it was just a way to keep my mind off of how shitty this world is.

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The world is a giant pile of steaming shit. (I know that’s not true, but damn does it feel like that lately.)

I’ve seriously considered moving to another country. I’m tired of living in a country where no one gives a shit about each other, public health or the pandemic. Especially our government. I’m tired of being a part of the laughing stock of the world.

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Holy shit the world has gone completely crazy. I just can’t with this, I want to run off and live in the woods

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Sometimes I watch DC’s kids show with them and imagine what it would be like to live in a peaceful world where things are fair and brightly colored. I could be Sarah or Elmo’s neighbor.

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Fantasizing about living somewhere else—another country, another planet, another time dimension—is sometimes the only way we can cope.

I hate people. The world has become so entitled and inconsiderate. It’s all me, me, me. What happened to a little kindness and compassion? It makes me so bitter.

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I used to have a beautiful heart and soul but this horrible world and people including family ruined it

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I hate sharing the world with moronic defiant people.

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One of the hardest parts of adulthood is realizing just how much people do, in fact, suck.

So yeah, this year is one for the books but we’re in the thick of it and we can’t speed up time. So find your bitch buddy and vent, or scream into a pillow, or stay up until 3 a.m. binge-watching Schitt’s Creek if it makes you feel better. We’ll get through this, friends. We might have to wade through some nasty mud and muck, but we’ll get through it.

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