I've had moments like that, too. I'm actually grateful that we're not desensitized to the unfolding horror. I find it gives me renewed appreciation for all that is good and the strength to keep speaking out.
I wasn't able to talk my parents out of getting the initial two shots, but I have succeeded in persuading them not to get booste…
I've had moments like that, too. I'm actually grateful that we're not desensitized to the unfolding horror. I find it gives me renewed appreciation for all that is good and the strength to keep speaking out.
I wasn't able to talk my parents out of getting the initial two shots, but I have succeeded in persuading them not to get boosted. My brother doesn't take advice, but what I did do was offer to look after his kids if the daycare they're going to in the fall requires the shots, and he needs help while he finds an alternative daycare that doesn't. (So far, the daycare doesn't have a policy in place, but I wanted him to know he had options in case push comes to shove.)
But yeah, some days are hard, very hard. It's shocking and overwhelming how psychotic, powerful, and relentlessly destructive these monsters are.
I've had moments like that, too. I'm actually grateful that we're not desensitized to the unfolding horror. I find it gives me renewed appreciation for all that is good and the strength to keep speaking out.
I wasn't able to talk my parents out of getting the initial two shots, but I have succeeded in persuading them not to get boosted. My brother doesn't take advice, but what I did do was offer to look after his kids if the daycare they're going to in the fall requires the shots, and he needs help while he finds an alternative daycare that doesn't. (So far, the daycare doesn't have a policy in place, but I wanted him to know he had options in case push comes to shove.)
But yeah, some days are hard, very hard. It's shocking and overwhelming how psychotic, powerful, and relentlessly destructive these monsters are.