The Weight of Awareness - l’m Just Tired
it’s been 8-9 years since I started becoming aware. 6 years since I knew what was happening. 3 years since I learned some dark truths.
and I just I think a lot about how heavy it feels to be aware. to be aware in a world that denies your reality of even existing. to be aware of being a target. being aware that I was born for this.
The stress, hyper vigilance, constantly questioning yourself, the effects it has on your relationships, the broken trust, the internal landscape you have to suffer…
im just exhausted. aren’t you exhausted?
And I DONT mean in a rage quite, self-harm kinda way. I just mean in a mentally and emotionally heavy way. like I walk around with this weight on my shoulders every day and no one around me seems to notice the weight on there shoulder, just me. And the more aware of it i am, the heavier it feels.
it makes me nostalgic for the good ol’ days of car chases, covert interviews, phone hacks and being forced into impossible life choices.
it was easy then. Still bright eyed and confused. having no clue of the level of shit show I was actually in. I had no idea. I hadn’t connected the dots, or researched for days with no sleep or spent the years of my youth in a state of crisis, or spent so much money to arm myself with the tools and skills I needed to push back And keep my sanity.
but that’s the past. And I have done all that now. And so I’m just really fucking tired man. and I’m really fucking pissed. We never asked for this? This wasn’t supposed to be our lifes… right?
for me, this was always ganna be the way. I was born for this. Took me years to find some truth. And I kinda wish I never did. Because sometimes the truth just makes all this evil shit feel 10x more heavy.
and I just.. I’m just tired. But I’m also strong. And I also am not a slave to my reality. and I am aware, so this give me back the power which they tried to take. and for that I’m thankful.
idk what the point of all this was but I guess i just wanted to share where I’m at with all this, maybe some of you can relate.