I would love to say im healing, but until the end of these demons in human form is seen, until justice is served, i doubt the wound will fully close. I am merely surviving, though my grief has made me fear neither death nor pain now, and tempers me like steel. When i die, i will be reunited with my beloved once and for all. Nothing can stop that, and i will welcome it when it comes, though i suspect it will be some time.

I have learned to be strong from this trial in two forms. The first is that which i will show the world and sundry, the meek man using humor to drag [them] to the light by day and who amazes those who know me by name with my strength. An example for those who still sleep, whispering to them softly to wake up.

the other is the info warrior here, who will gladly annihilate their existence, and ruin all their schemes. Every day now, i am here to help the fight, doing daily drops on human trafficking wins to shut up the "nothings happening" doomers. Every week I'll drop bombardments of critical data to keep the morale high. We are winning, and God will protect me until the deed is done.