I've nuked a few friends who couldn't keep their politics to themselves.
One buddy was dumb enough to call me a racist for calling it the Wuhan Flu on a group text with 5 other buddies. 4 of the 6 are based, so we torched them pretty hard.
Now we have a much smaller group text, but it is cathartic to get crappy people out of your life. There will be no amends made.
Only exception is my Sister, and I'm not sure how we ever speak again, but I don't hate her.
Only exception is my Sister, and I'm not sure how we ever speak again, but I don't hate her.
I'm up the same creek. I wouldn't throw her out the bay doors of a helicopter, but I couldn't argue if someone else did. It makes it damn hard to hold a normal conversation, knowing that we're literal moral enemies; she'd kill my children if she had the chance, and if I couldn't save her from her toxic ideas I wouldn't object to purging those ideas along with her.
I love her, but I have responsibilities more crucial than my role as her brother, and I have to balance them.
I want off Mr. Bones' Wild Ride, and I want off twenty years ago.
My Sis has a son and daughter (20 and 17) who are 100% based and agree with me. This victory was years in the making, but I consider it some of my finest red-pilling work.
This drives Sis nuts, and there's not a damn thing she can do about it.
I want her to be happy, but with her world view, she'll never find her way there.
It's great that you were able to get your niece and nephew on the right path. I don't think I'll have to worry about that; mine's the type to call herself a "dog mom", which means she'll resist the idea of kids until it's too late.
I've nuked a few friends who couldn't keep their politics to themselves.
One buddy was dumb enough to call me a racist for calling it the Wuhan Flu on a group text with 5 other buddies. 4 of the 6 are based, so we torched them pretty hard.
Now we have a much smaller group text, but it is cathartic to get crappy people out of your life. There will be no amends made.
Only exception is my Sister, and I'm not sure how we ever speak again, but I don't hate her.
I'm up the same creek. I wouldn't throw her out the bay doors of a helicopter, but I couldn't argue if someone else did. It makes it damn hard to hold a normal conversation, knowing that we're literal moral enemies; she'd kill my children if she had the chance, and if I couldn't save her from her toxic ideas I wouldn't object to purging those ideas along with her.
I love her, but I have responsibilities more crucial than my role as her brother, and I have to balance them.
I want off Mr. Bones' Wild Ride, and I want off twenty years ago.
I think you'll appreciate this;
My Sis has a son and daughter (20 and 17) who are 100% based and agree with me. This victory was years in the making, but I consider it some of my finest red-pilling work.
This drives Sis nuts, and there's not a damn thing she can do about it.
I want her to be happy, but with her world view, she'll never find her way there.
It's great that you were able to get your niece and nephew on the right path. I don't think I'll have to worry about that; mine's the type to call herself a "dog mom", which means she'll resist the idea of kids until it's too late.