The news is a firehose, and I was drowning in it. I tried to turn it off, but it kept gushing at me. I paced around the house like the dog. I was thinking about how I’d just watched a video of an ICE officer kicking a little dog. The kick broke the dog’s ribs. How do I go back in time and not watch this video? I promise I wasn’t searching for it. IT PLAYED AT ME. It made me want to crawl out of my own skin. It made me hate the world. 

There’s a thing I read, online, that says when you feel like y...