I woke up in 1997 working as a reporter. That was a long time ago. I’ve devoted nearly everyday of my life since that time, speaking out, educating people, screaming from the rafters. This fight is such a big part of who I am, I don’t know who I am without it.
I am so fed up and frustrated with people who just can’t or refuse to see the fascism looming over the world like a threatening, dark cloud. 3,400 people were arrested in the UK last year for speaking out against their government, dozens within the last few days. This to me is truly the most important sign of impending fascism—-it’s something that should scare the hell out of all of us, in the same way J6 did.
I’m 62 now. I was in my 30’s when I woke up. That’s half of my life hoping to save America!
But I’m tired now. I’m tired and miserable. My relationships are suffering. My anger has taken over my life. I’m not getting outside enough. I’m not taking care of my soul. I’m hyper focused on the world’s problems but letting my own wellbeing and health suffer.
I think I’m going to find God now.
You are all THE BEST. I don’t even know you, but I love each and every one of you.
Deepest Respect.
A thought that might help....you were called to do the job of crying in the wilderness. You were not responsible for how that cry was received, just to do what you were called to do, in faith, knowing your seeds would be watered, fed, and harvested by those who are called to those jobs.