"I Never Thought I’d Be an Activist, But Here I Am"

Answering the Call to Speak Out

This is a statement that I’ve made so many times this week that I’ve failed to loose count. A friend reminded me of this last night…

All I can say is that with my whole being, this is how I feel. I’ll be the first to admit that since 2020 I haven’t watched the news. I’ve let my son watch it and tell me what’s vital for me to hear. All of this has changed this week. Now I’m taking the news to him just as much as he’s bringing it to me.

I did have to take a mental health day this week but it did me a lot of good. It’s like I needed to rest so that I could grow and push on. I came back feeling steadier/stronger/sturdier (all the “S” words LOL). Of course, this doesn’t mean that I’m happier or less concerned and here’s why…

I grew up with people (sometimes known as parents) who were narcissists. They were never pleasant to be around because if I didn’t do what they expected of me (a.k.a., being a people pleaser) they’d come down on me HARD (e.g., beatings, tongue lashings, and more). Now we have a narcissist leading the country, yet another one who if we don’t “obey” will strike down upon us. Don’t believe me though, check it out for yourself…

It’s no wonder that my PTSD is on overdrive as we’re left not knowing what his next step will be. He’s like a kid with a bunch of shiny buttons and he’s just pushing them to see what’ll happen. What will happen? That’s anyone’s guess but I can assure you my voice will not be silenced. I will be heard. NOW is the time to step up. Now it has happened in my time. What will you do about it?