Part of the problem with that as well, which I tried to explain to her, is that sometimes listening to these podcasts/reading articles/watching videos/etc. that get me angry and informed and depressed also make me feel a bit better because they are the only way I can feel validated sometimes. It's really nice to hear a human voice say "don't worry, you're not completely insane. We see it too." I love my family and friends, but I wish that I had someone outside my SO like that in real life.

"What Concentration Camps?" I ask, shortly before the bombs begin to fall on my home town of Dresden.