Very sad and touching story. Extremely well written.
I lost my father during the fauxdemic. Not physically, he’s still alive although he refuses to speak to me because I don’t and won’t agree with any of his views on allopathic medicine or the world in general.
ConJob19 woke me up. To more than the fakery that exists in this world but also to how indoctrinated and mind controlled my whole family is/was. Consequently I try to see the positive aspects of awakening rather than focus on the regrets, or the things I can’t change.
Forgiving yourself and letting go of regret is what your father would want.
If you had demanded to see him or attempted to storm the barricades, you can’t know if that would have worked, or made a difference to the length of his life.
I’m not sure exactly how to reach self forgiveness, or how one resolves the “what if’s” after losing a family member, but you did the best you could under the circumstances, with the knowledge you had at the time.
Maybe self forgiveness starts with something as simple as positive affirmations. Telling yourself daily that you forgive and love yourself. That your father would want you to live in the now and enjoy this and every moment, while you are still alive.
I went through the same thing with the masks in supermarkets. I can’t tell you how many times I got dirty looks for being unmasked. Security guard confrontations. Arguments.
It still annoys me to this day the way some people in my neighborhood (I walk everywhere) cross the street to avoid getting near an actual person, as if we are all potential biohazards.
The faux authority figures who enforced masks and vaccines are the same order following types who normalize tyranny and democide by refusing to speak up or step up.
Thanks so much for reading and for your kind comments and advice. I hope that somehow you and your father can reconcile. With my family members who bought it and still do, I must admit I rarely bother arguing any more.
Very sad and touching story. Extremely well written.
I lost my father during the fauxdemic. Not physically, he’s still alive although he refuses to speak to me because I don’t and won’t agree with any of his views on allopathic medicine or the world in general.
ConJob19 woke me up. To more than the fakery that exists in this world but also to how indoctrinated and mind controlled my whole family is/was. Consequently I try to see the positive aspects of awakening rather than focus on the regrets, or the things I can’t change.
Forgiving yourself and letting go of regret is what your father would want.
If you had demanded to see him or attempted to storm the barricades, you can’t know if that would have worked, or made a difference to the length of his life.
I’m not sure exactly how to reach self forgiveness, or how one resolves the “what if’s” after losing a family member, but you did the best you could under the circumstances, with the knowledge you had at the time.
Maybe self forgiveness starts with something as simple as positive affirmations. Telling yourself daily that you forgive and love yourself. That your father would want you to live in the now and enjoy this and every moment, while you are still alive.
I went through the same thing with the masks in supermarkets. I can’t tell you how many times I got dirty looks for being unmasked. Security guard confrontations. Arguments.
It still annoys me to this day the way some people in my neighborhood (I walk everywhere) cross the street to avoid getting near an actual person, as if we are all potential biohazards.
The faux authority figures who enforced masks and vaccines are the same order following types who normalize tyranny and democide by refusing to speak up or step up.
Thanks for sharing your story.
Thanks so much for reading and for your kind comments and advice. I hope that somehow you and your father can reconcile. With my family members who bought it and still do, I must admit I rarely bother arguing any more.