I am not unfamiliar with abuse. I think I have been on the receiving end of every type of it. Physical, emotional, mental, spiritual, manipulation, gaslighting, narcissism, victim blaming...
POV: I am pregnant. It is 7:00 o'clock in the morning and everyone is still asleep. I am nauseous and get into a shower to puke. My mother-in-law wakes up and knocks on the door not but 10 minutes later -- "Are you gonna be much longer in there?!" I apologize for throwing up and quickly rush out of the bathroom.
POV: I am pregnant. I am sitting on the bus with my 3-year-old daughter, sick to my stomach. I pull out my vomit bag and discreetly finish puking. I quietly cry because of my situation. The woman sitting directly in front of us WHIPS her head around so she can stare at us. "Sorry," I whisper with tears in my eyes.
POV: I am pregnant. I am the most sick I have ever been the entire pregnancy. I hear the news that Charlie Kirk has been assassinated for having opinions. I am told that I'm not supposed to mourn over a man who shares the same views as myself. I watch as people celebrate his death -- celebrate MY death. And APOLOGIZING to the people who would celebrate my death, ON TOP OF THAT.
There has never been a more obvious time that goodness is in peril -- I have never seen a more blatant display of good vs. evil. I feel like I'm living in the times of Noah -- evil is being normalized and celebrated, while good is being openly persecuted.
I stand by my beliefs. I will NEVER sacrifice my faith for useless degenerates. I would MUCH rather be persecuted for my beliefs than continue to live in a society of wolves in sheep's clothing.
Get f🖕🖕ked. Life is survival of the fittest, so the next time an ignoramus gets a chip on their shoulder, I consider the fact they wouldn't even be here if not for the greatest countries on this earth. Count your blessings!~