It's like going through a "reverse MKUltra" right now, with deprogramming via lots of barely tolerable traumas with more to come. I am supposed to go to London to be with family over from the USA, but I just can't face being around normies at the moment. They probably think I am slighting them or too busy in my conspiracy cult, but it's just that I don't have the internal emotional resources to put into their madness and the deadly consequences. The saner you get, the more you hurt in an world that's absolutely bonkers.

It’s exhausting just getting through a normal day anymore. I am quick to recognize how many people I come in contact with that are just completely lost (WHY ARE YOU STILL WEARING A MASK!?!). I have reached the point where taking care of myself has to be a priority, or I won’t be able to help anyone in the future when we’re really needed. And I hope that time comes very soon, cause something’s gotta give…