It’s been so long since I’ve felt such excitement over a research source.
HERE is everything that I’ve fought for almost 5 years to say through this blog and on yt.
And what came back?
A comment about having to buy a heavier blanket to cope with ascension.
A comment about The Hidden History Research being so hidden that no one can find it.
A comment about Brits having the most untrustworthy accent in the world.
Etcetcetc.
NOISE.
That’s all this has been.
NOISE. Ugly little ear worms trying to burrow into my brain.
I thank my God for making a strong and independent woman of me.
Having a truly bad case of body dysmorphia…so bad that I avoid mirrors…is just a foible aka a mental health issue that stalks.
Hey, guys. I’m nothing special. In fact, I’m a bit of a bore. If I tell a joke, you’ve probably heard it before :o)
Know Thyself.
And take what my dearly beloveds call The Mad Pills when it is needed. There is ZERO shame in being on anti-depressants.
ZERO SHAME.