This divisiveness is driving me crazy

I’ll not name names or name political games but I need to say that the moral divisiveness that we’re experiencing in America seems to be affecting my mental disorders; primarily resulting in what feels like bipolar rapid-cycling.

We’ve taken sides in a bloody battle in which each side boasts of ‘50% approval ratings.’ We seem to have forgotten basic grammar school grading where a score of 50 is failure; an ‘F,’ as one late-night comedian said.

We’re experiencing not only moral vitriol but actual and implied violence against one another and, as my rapid-cycling increases, I personally feel blood-boiled one minute, culpable, and ashamed and removed the next.

We once disagreed and engaged in controlled debate, attempting to convince the other of our views. Now we are name-calling and self-avowed enemies of one another.

We once cared about moral high-grounds and now engage in the stench of pig-dung battles.

“How can people be so heartless? How can people be so cruel?”

I’m as guilty as anyone. I’m passionate. I can be aggressive. I have been cruel.

But this. I’ve never experienced this kind of moral squalor.

It’s making me crazy.

I’m sad and frightened and angry and frustrated and helpless and there is no medicine to fight these feelings. There is no therapy to soothe the evil of this staggering moral division.

So I’m a little more crazy today than yesterday and will be crazier tomorrow and I see no end in sight and I’m uncertain of just how much more I can absorb.

I certainly understand. I start feeling anxious if I listen to to much of all that stuff.

amicus_curiae, I'm having similar feelings. Can we all please just get along?

It helps me to focus on what I can control and what I can't. I can't make other people "play nice", but I can. Also, I can control how much I expose myself to news about other people being hateful. I'm limiting my exposure to the news. I'm not burying my head in the sand. Am making judicious use of the "off" button.

I’m just out of the hospital. Four days in ICU with no news. No, I can’t get along with, e.g., racists. I don’t subscribe to the idea that I have to respect the opinions of racists or even respect racists, period. I’m guilty of intolerance in that queer sort of way.

I had time to think about my role in this divisiveness. I’m as culpable as anyone. And standing my ground.

I feel like I've been driven to the edge of sanity.
I feel that we are currently experiencing a (un) civil war. This country is divided, as is my community and even my own family.
I cannot see an end to the divisivness.
I get some sense of peace and hope when I look at homes for sale in Canada. In fact, we are going to look at a farm for sale this week. Canada is #6 on the list of 20 of the happiest countries, while the U.S. is #17.
My experiences of actively campaigning and protesting against injustice once felt empowering, now it all seems fultile as intolerance and injustice become the accepted norm.