Hear, hear. Totally relate. I "was" a punk back in high school. Spiked hair of various colors, etc--you know, the uniform. Never gave a shit about people's feelings(noone seemed to care about mine, amirite?), especially if they didn't give a shit about facts. Illuminati and globalism were household words when I was young. We knew the system was fucked. The difference between my rebellion and the current "resistance" was that I never hated America. I hated what America had become. I have always yearned to get back to what my ancestor's had signed their lives away for 245 years ago. I guess I can't say that I "was" a punk, since I now feel punker than ever. Still screaming about the Clinton's and the globalist scum 25 years later...

Anons strike me as being punk as fuck. Everything else is fake and gay.

Love all y'all.

Since July 2018 i have known everything I ever went through brought me to this time for a purpose. Steel is NOT forged in ice. God has fashioned a strong weapon with me. He has made me strong beyond anything I could have done alone. Tough times sharpen the blade. Bring it on!!

I have always been the One in the family with mental health issues. I’ve had no credibility, I have always been considered the lesser between my brother and I. Everyone’s going to college, and gotten degrees, and done well for themselves in life and financially.

After losing my job, my house, and my husband all in one year, I really went downhill mentally and emotionally. I was angry at God, and didn’t understand why he at all that happen.

Looking back, now I understand. Everything that I ever thought, and ever had done any research on, or had a bad feeling about, is actually true. I’m the one person in the family who actually has seen everything for what it was.

Instead of loathing my illness, I am now grateful to the Lord for it. Because of my disability, I have not been on social media, I’ve not been working in a corporate office, and I’ve not been watching TV or on my phone all the time. I just couldn’t manage those things. But I’m so grateful now because I’m not brainwash like so many others.

Now everyone in our family is beginning to see. I am the one, I’m the one who knew all along! Everything!

What Satan meant for evil, God meant for good!

Glad to hear you are back to being a Christian!

I think I beat you. Apparently I was born a rebel according to my mom. LOL I once asked her when I was older why she never clamped down on me skipping high school like she did my younger brother. She always told me she didn't worry about me bc unlike some of my siblings at least I had a good head on my shoulders and I was a good reader and smart.

FWIW I got sent to the principal when I was in first grade. I was bored and lied to the teacher about doing some of my work. I was shocked to see she actually went to check it out. (yeah I know but I was only 6). She pulled me up by my hair or ear.. (ouch) out of my seat and reamed me out. I was at a parochial school then and had to go to the principal's classroom (6th grade ) to sit in a chair too big for my feet to reach for the rest of the day. Unfortunately, a neighborhood kid ratted me out on the way home from school (we walked home) and he made me tell my sister what happened. I don't remember what my parents did but I am sure they were NOT happy about it. But I do remember they would ask the teachers what they should do about me. I just didn't seem to want to go along with the crowd or the flow.

Went to parochial school for 8 years and by 8th grade got called out for being a heretic by a nun. Apparently I messed up understanding what she was trying to teach that day. I believe it was also a way to challenge me in front of the class for my constant misbehaving.

By HS (public) I skipped more classes than I went to for the first couple of years. I went to a huge HS with over 400 in my class. I became part of the back gate crowd. Those who hung out and smoked cigarettes and were considered the kids who got in the most trouble. Believe it or not I hung with them, but I refused to do some of the things they did (staying out late drinking to get smashing drunk, having sex, or smoking dope - it was the early 70's). I was told by a Guidance counselor I wasn't college material. Well I would show her. I finally knuckled down and did my homework and pulled up my grades. But not before I got accepted at a state college on academic probation. They made me go to summer school after HS graduation to prove I could do the work. Not only did I succeed and pulled almost a 4.0, I had an English teacher tell me I should be a writer. I never became one but I guess he liked my creative papers especially my paper on the Viet Nam war and China. It was the year President Nixon opened up our relations with China. There was a ping pong match or something like that then. The paper I wrote was total satire. Something I am usually very good at.

I am pretty stubborn when it comes down to anyone telling me that I have to do something. That is how I woke up about the VaXXines when I was mandated to take the H1N1 Vax. Before that I used to get flu shots. Not after I learned what was in them. Haven't been sick a day since then either.

I played in punk bands, I went to raves and DJed for 15 years. I always hated the system - especially after 9/11 happened and I witnessed it first hand from a stones throws distance. Your story is OUR story.

Recently, I’ve noticed a shift in all the underground music scenes in unison - it went from saying ‘fuck the system’ to conformity and full on liberalism.

I loved “new wave” and British Punk when all my friends liked Guns and Roses. I’m still friends with some of those rockers today and we are all patriots and Unmasked and of one mind.

Because I was given for adoption at birth and always knew that, I grew to believe I was misplaced, not where I belonged. That was good defense mechanism in the latchkey kid world and led to an independent yet cooperative spirit. I’ve looked at it all and have seen God’s hand from the perspective of a wiser older woman.

I was never afraid to be different bc I am! It’s my normal and I’m comfy in my skin. I believe I was born, and from day one prepared for what we will face in this season. Peace and love to you.

Welcome fellow anti-establishment-er! :)

My parents raised us to be free thinkers, we were to vote for the man not the party etc...gave us excellent work ethic and always told us if everyone else was doing it it was probably wrong. So I have never cared what anyone else thought and I think that has been the biggest blessing to have learned very young.

When you realize that Satan rules this earth, loving Christ becomes the ultimate act of rebellion.

So many of you have the same exact story as I do. I was a punk rocker and a rebellious kid. I was never a follower. My mom always told us to be individuals and leaders. I was an angry athiest and later agnostic. My brother’s were the same way.

I grew up in a household where my mom sent us to amazing artistic schools with great education systems. She hoped that we could get out of poverty, since her father was the first to migrate here from Mexico.

We were taught to express ourselves and be open minded. We realized how corrupt the world was and punk rock helped us channel our anger. Danzig, Fugazi, Misfits, etc., was what we related to. It spoke our language and still does today. My husband and I still listen to punk rock, once and a while, and it’s refreshing. ?????

At 15, I never thought I would be a Christian that loves America so much. So much, that I would die for it. Looking back, all I wanted was change. I knew that people were controlling us like puppets on a string. I felt like, no matter how hard we worked, we would never get ahead.

After high school, I joined the military, went to college, and got out of poverty. This country has given me a lot. I could never stand to see America fall.

I’m so glad to know you all. We are the ones that can see through all the bull crap. We’re NOT followers. We NEVER were. We may have seemed crazy when we were young but who’s crazy now.??????

To be subjects within a system of utter malignancy and cruelty is to elevate rebellion to a saintly moral imperative.

Some people never realize, or remain blissfully ignorant having dodged random tyrants and bureaucrats by luck for the majority of their lives. Maybe they even believe the media.

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You definately werent alone. I didnt get into the "gothy" stuff back then but i definitely questioned and went against authority my whole life. Nobody has the right to tell me what i can or cant do with my body,my money,my property.

You could very well be a reincarnated patriot who fought in the Revolution.

Most everything is dumb and gay. We’re on the same page. Good day to you, Patriot.

Are you me?! ;)

Ditto.

Awesome! Now you have a rational motivation to rebel against a system that is plainly rotten to the core!