I’ve been confronting them my whole life. I’m tired. My mother is into certain weird propaganda stuff, but it’s only been recently after an extremely traumatic event. I try to reign it in, as much as im able, but I don’t fight her. I give her something more concrete to put her frustration in.
Everything doesn’t have to be some big conspiracy. There fucked up people doing fucked up shit in broad daylight. I think the conspiracy is a way to avoid coming to terms with how actual fucked we are, and as a buffer between them and their life and emotions. All fueled by propaganda. Shits effective. I feel it hitting me everyday.
I’ve been confronting them my whole life. I’m tired. My mother is into certain weird propaganda stuff, but it’s only been recently after an extremely traumatic event. I try to reign it in, as much as im able, but I don’t fight her. I give her something more concrete to put her frustration in.
Everything doesn’t have to be some big conspiracy. There fucked up people doing fucked up shit in broad daylight. I think the conspiracy is a way to avoid coming to terms with how actual fucked we are, and as a buffer between them and their life and emotions. All fueled by propaganda. Shits effective. I feel it hitting me everyday.
Sigh.