Had to live like this since the day after Election Day.

I had to create a space to speak my truth. Everything I went through was out of love. To prepare people. Family first. So. To protect my family, I had to do this. Because it would have been traumatic for my family. Fucked up? Sure? But man the lessons i learned on my journey. Small talk is something you do waiting to die. Big talk is something you should be doing everyday before you die. Honestly. Our military is our savior and people are broken. No one believed me. This is just to show people that I’m not crazy. But our country has become a circus and nobody knows their history. So. Was I crazy to live like bubbles from tpb? Every night in a shed for two hours watching all the angles to get real truth? Maybe. Or maybe it was a lesson in faith? Small price to pay now at this point. Long Live the Republic!