All in.

My children have no choice but to listen to my podcasts/YT vids during car rides.

I don't bite my tongue when speaking to coworkers who are starting to come around now that future has proven so many pasts.

My baby mother thinks I have a mental illness because my life is consumed with surrounding myself with being addicted to the constant absorbtion of happenings.

That being said, I am at peace.

I know why I am here.

I don't care if my world comes crashing down and the carnage is too great to salvage any remnants of "normalcy".

We are MAGA.

God is in my corner, and although I am a battling the evil of norco's and am probably the furthest from God, I know I will get there.

I am fighting for the future, I will gladly sacrifice myself so that my son can live in a glorious World we are helping to usher back in.

I love you all like family, because I consider you family.

You are the only ones who will ever understand.

Thank you.