I know many of you here, like me, woke up to all the sickness infecting the world back in 2015 and 2016. The_Donald, Q, pizzagate, all that.
At the time, I remember trying to drop little bread crumbs to friends and family. Hints and suggestions here and there. Nothing aggressive. But it was always laughed off, ignored, shot down.
We had to sit in silence like lunatics for a decade while the world drank their alcohol and smoked their weed. Making fun of the orange man and worshipping Fauci.
And now we have to sit by and watch as it all comes out. We have to hear the normies talk about Epstein, the reality of Satanic ritual abuse, and everything else.
So what was the point? Why did we have to have our eyes opened in such a lonely and painful way, while the world rolled theirs and went about their business?
None of them will ever admit they were wrong either. And it’s not that I need them to; this horror show isn’t about ego. But I’m just wondering… why?
Sorry my fren, that same reality breach destroyed my marriage. I hope that yours can survive.
I wish I could say, that things are better on the other side. In reality, I lost my best friend and the woman that I loved. I also lost a step daughter that I raised from the age of 2 to 16. What I would give to spend another evening in the kitchen making them both dinner and having us sit around the dining table to discuss the day’s events.
The ironic part about it is that when I couldn’t sleep and was diving down rabbit holes, or researching things I had come across, or catching up on GA posts, my wife became convinced that I was cheating on her and having extra-marital affairs. As soon as I would try to explain what I was doing or show her where I was on my computer, she would just get more annoyed about my political views that were so polarizing. The only people I could talk politics with were (1) of my sisters and my wife’s father (who has since passed).
I made mistakes in our marriage. There were times when my thirst for the truth kept me occupied, or when I would lose sleep over some of the satanic/pedophile/ritual stuff I read about and would be tired or in a state of shock the next day. I made a very concerted effort to not let “my awakening” get in the way of our family life.
Hang in there.