Tomorrow it will have been 4 years, 4 months, and 4 days since Q started posting.

That's 4 years and 4 months and 3 days of my life spent on this board.

I trust the plan and have faith in God, anons, and our president DJT. I know that this ship is sailing in one direction, towards victory, and yet I feel like a failure for not being able to hasten our vessel. I exist as if I believe I deserve nothing yet here I am yearning for rapid victory in the largest war of our existence. I'm tired of feeling so alone, incapable of connecting with other people. I'm regarded as such a loser yet God still chose me to exist in this time. HE woke me up for a reason and I'm terrified that I won't understand why when I need to.

I was born a twin and the doctor convinced my mother to selectively murder my brother in utero (possible tard). Born months early only to lay in an incubator. Then mom died due to a cancer treatment when I was in kindergarden. My siblings are all wildly successful yet I'm renting a room from a single mom while working minimum wage part time jobs even though I have an indoctrination certificate from spending years at college. I've always wanted to understand people but a chasm the size of an ocean always seems to separate me from others. sorry for tangent anons. I'm not capable of quitting. I'll be here till the end. I love you all (no homo).