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.
Oh, buddy... I'm sorry! I can't even imagine!!!
One of my dual minors during my first stent at university back in the late 2000's was psychology. I know first hand the type of faggots that you probably have to work with every day.
I mean it when I say that my wife and I will pray for you by (screen)name every night. Keep up the good fight, and keep up the faith, fren!!!!!!!
EDIT: Also, thank you for your service. Feels weird saying that to someone who isn't in the military, but I mean every word of it. It brings me joy and hope knowing that people like you still inhabit our social services field. Please continue helping the children that will never have a chance of being exposed to Christ through their families. I love you, and you will be in my prayers nightly!