That is where many of us are stuck. Overloaded, stretched thin, feeling guilty for resting yet paralysed when we try to take in everything at once. The truth is that the outrage machine wants us this way. It floods our feeds with distraction and despair, demanding we react to every fresh injustice, every scandal, every policy failure. It bleeds us dry until we are too exhausted to act with intention.

This exhaustion is not weakness. It is a symptom of fighting on the terms of a system that thrives on chaos. If your hope feels gone, if you find yourself apathetic, it might be because your energy is being pulled in a thousand directions where it cannot make a difference. The corporations driving collapse know this. They profit when we rage online instead of organising in the streets, when we doomscroll instead of building solidarity with neighbours, when we feel so overwhelmed by the scale of it all that we forget the scale of what we can do together.