I dont even know what to say but... I need them prayers. I need strength I need endurance i need remembering what happy actually is
im in a dead end job and my phone fell in water tonight at that bs job - i cant even afford to replace it with a weeks paycheck thats how shitty this job is. So...
im really kinda at wits end
and thats without ... all of this
all the thinking of how close to the edge of the cliff we are with all the trump/q stuff. Im just at wits end and trying to keep myself a good hamster on the wheel for my own survival but ugh im so close to just saying screw it n giving up. Im tired to watching this movie, im tired of the shit life always throws at me, im just tired. i dont care anymore right now call it a blackpill but i really wiish i could doze off tonight and thats a wrap for my story because..... i dont have it left in me to wait for whatever fireworks we've been promised at the end. i just dont care. pedos are still out there ruining countless kids lives, politics is still corrupt as can be, good people still rot in jail while evil people dont. im just fucking done so i really need a prayer cause I aint tryna leave yet but its tempting
Homie I'll say it straight. You're supposed to feel like this. We're at the tail end of fighting a pervasive evil empire. You're exhausted and run down. We all are. But we rely on each other to keep us running. There's not enough of us fully engaged to be able to afford losses.
As a person I want you to survive, to thrive, and to have the life you dream of. But as a willing participant in this war we're currently involved in, I NEED you to survive. Don't give them another win.
They create these conditions to convince you to make that choice. Thats the goal for them. That's another angle of their population control agenda. Fuck em. Live till you're a hundred and fight for every breath.
I spend my whole life broke skating by with 3 kids and a wife watching all the things I can't pay for pass by. And that's OK.
xDBecause WHEN we win, I can show them the exact events and explain my sm all but critical part in it. And I can forever have the luxury of knowing that when faced with the opportunity to engage a foe who has superior firepower, way more numbers, and with little chance of success I made the choice to fight. Even if it doomed my life to being less glamorous, less successful, less outwardly easy, it made it full of meaning.
With every breath that I didn't surrender, I was giving a giant middle finger to the most powerful entity the world has ever seen. Don't surrender. Find happiness in nature. Find happiness in what's real. Stop looking for happiness in their constructed environments. It's not meant for you and it'll cost you your soul.
Become that giant walking talking middle finger because a future free of them is worth the price of admission. I promise you that.