We all had our first red pill that woke us up.
Many required a series of red pills to get where they are today.
What was your first red pill, and what was your emotions?
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Father was killed when I was 3. Vague memories of living in secrecy with shades always covering the windows, getting in trouble for wanting to look outside, or seeing things we weren't supposed to.
Had strange blacked out vehicles watching our house as I'd walk home from school, like something you'd see out of a movie.
Finally started learning a little bit about the mafia (father's involvement) and their connections to fbi, police, etc.
Curiosity, constant searching for answers, and pulling pieces together. Finding Q, and all you pedes many years later was absolute relief. Glad to be here with you all in these exciting times.
Tough childhood fren. Also glad to be here and blessed to be here now.
I don't really see it as tough, but more of an experience that peaked my curiosity early on.
Honestly, I'm quite blessed to have gone through that all to lead me where I am today. It's helped me be curious enough to learn the truth about anything I can.