A part of me wishes I had never woken up. It's all so tiring sometimes. I'm surrounded by sheep and cowards. I don't even know what I'm trying to say. I'm tired.
EDIT: Thank you, to everyone, for your words of encouragement. Last night, my mind was spinning, and I couldn't find the right words. I'm clearer now, so let me elaborate.
Yesterday, I took a stand. I stood and loudly proclaimed that this has gone too far. The scamdemic nonsense has to stop, and I refused to wear a mask. It's a small thing, I know, but the brainwashed masses need to see people standing up. A friend and co-worker who was with me, a man who I thought to be strong and who I assumed would stand with me, folded. He meekly put his mask on and said nothing. It was immensely disheartening. I just needed to vent to some people that would understand. Thank you, and God bless you all.
Some days I feel this way too. I wish that there was nothing to 'wake up' to. I wish the world wasn't as bad as we now know it to be but it is, and once you're awake , it can't be undone. I'm surrounded by sheep and cowards too, as most of us are. It's a struggle each day to keep going. I'm exhausted from the whole thing as well but we don't have a choice but to hold on and hold the line. There are MILLIONS of us even though it feels like we're alone. Evil has been running things for a long time but it will come to an end. Either way, we can say that we stood. Sometimes strong and sometimes weak but we STOOD and held the LINE.