Hello. It’s been awhile. I don’t even know where to begin. I suppose this would be the place where I’d ask how you are, but the harsh truth is I no longer care. Saying that does not make my chest swell with pride. It shocks me that I’ve grown so cold, but the years have been harsh. I’ve had to grow a thicker skin.
I miss you. Well, I miss the person you were. I miss the friendship we had before it turned sour. I miss the dreams we had. I miss the dreams you had before they got replaced with internet lies. Do you miss you? That’s something I’ve long wondered.
I left you because my heart was breaking every day. Watching you get sucked deeper into the vortex of misinformation was more than I could bear. At first, I thought logic would work. It’s very clear that it never did.
BLM is a terrorist organization!
The election was stolen!
Coronavirus is a hoax!
Rampant voter fraud!
Mask mandates are tyranny!
War on Christmas!
The vaccine is poison!
Lie after pernicious lie, you believed every last one. Every last one easily debunked, but conveniently those were all ‘biased sources’ and couldn’t be trusted. Only your podcast and YouTube overlords could tell you the truth. Fox News, a constant ticker in your head.
I trusted you to protect me from a viable threat, but a thin strip of cloth over your mouth and nose was too heavy a burden for you. Besides, there’s a 98% survival rate! Tell that to the ones I knew who died. And to some of the ones who didn’t and are still gasping for air. But hey, at least they didn’t die.
This attack was deliberate. This incessant, grating, degrading attack was planned. And it’s worked from my perspective. It’s won the battle. Can it win the war? You tell me, friend. Well I’ll tell you, it can if you believe it. In one last breath, I beg you, please don’t let it.
I don’t know if or how we can bridge the divide. As I’ve alluded, quite frankly I don’t know if I even care. Do you? I’m appalled that we’re here, my friend. I feel a knot in my stomach nearly every day since the world seemed to have imploded. But the gap is so large and I’ve grown weak.
I hope, more so for you than for I, that you’ve changed your mind. I hope you’ve come back to the truth you know in your heart. I hope you’ve run from the poisonous teat that fed you lies. I hope it happens in time.
So where do we go from here? Who knows? I have a nagging feeling it’s nowhere. All is I know is your actions were so reckless they might have ended my life. And mine very likely saved yours. That’s a tough pill to swallow. But even so, I’ll continue to do what I know in my heart is right. And so will you, despite the warnings. I guess we’ll just have to see which side wins.
But still, I miss you.