I found out from a friend's post that Kyle is not guilty, said friend couldn't understand how he was not guilty when he killed two people. I tried to explain to him but he ended up blocking me (this was all on FB don't crucify me it's how I stay in contact with a lot of people who are far away). I am pretty upset about this because he has helped me out a lot with guidance when I have been in bad spots mentally.
I think my BPD (borderline personality disorder) is effecting my judgement on this because I truly feel that it's my fault. I feel that I am a bad person for being overly opinionated and I should just stay quiet. I feel like I am losing more and more friends every day as well. This one hit harder than most and just makes me want to change who I am as a person.
You have to be true to yourself. That’s really all that matters. I lost a longtime friend over Jan 6. I posted about it back then. It sucks. He’s in a group of close friends and we used to all do things together. Guess who doesn’t get invited, or gets invited but declines because he called me a violent extremist? That was for having conservative values, always supporting Trump and NOT being at the Capitol. I wasn’t there! I didn’t support any of the capitol breach. I never said a word about it to anyone and I’m guilty by association. I’ve been called all kinds of horrifying stuff by him since then. What sucks even more is that my other friends don’t take a stand because they don’t want further division. I served my country. I came back with disabilities. I struggle. Yet I’m the bad guy. I will never let go of my principles, though. I sleep well at night knowing I’m not all the things we loathe about the left and also that God is good and He knows what is best for me. I pray for his guidance all the time.
Many years ago I ditched Fakebook and don’t have social media. I have friends far and wide because of moving and military and I haven’t had trouble keeping touch. Same goes for family. We text. We call. People are amazed when they get snail mail from me. I started writing family in boot camp and it was all we had. But it became a therapy of sorts. I’ve written so many letters. My mom was showing me some humorous ones from boot camp the other day. But the thing is- you can survive and you’ll absolutely feel better without social media. You mention your BPD. I truly feel that social media makes anxiety and depression so much worse. The clicks. The likes. The comparisons to everyone else’s carefully curated pages. Fuuuuk that. Do something for yourself. Try some hobbies. Music. Reading books. There is a huge life out there that is forgotten.
But as far your friend- there isn't anything you can do but stick to your principles. That friend may be lost forever. But there are other friends to be gained. I’ve made new ones. There is always hope. There is always God and you will feel better after social media. I promise. I really hope someday we can actually get together and have networks of friends from here. Hang in there. Don’t get discouraged. We have your back here.