So I went 10 steps back today. Been working to have complete control over my emotions, stoic….ready to kill if necessary or called upon.
Some fat puffy faggot at Turkey Hill hit me on the mask. Told him I have. Medical exemption, but he had to keep pushing. Said I have to bring in proof from a doctor. My pulse went to 150 and I went straight into a combination rage/panic attack. Tried the best I could to correct his incorrect info, including citing the Gov Mandate with specific exemptions.
Things were 20 seconds to turning ugly then he backed off. I guess being 245 lbs and a big mother fucking vet changed his mind.
Point is I lost my composure. I am not ready yet for what's coming.