This is not a metaphor. It actually happened.
She told me the politics were making her sick.
That she couldn’t handle it. That she was “just one person.”
She said she needed to look away.
But she didn’t look away from the earthquake.
She texted all her friends about that.
She just looked away from this—
from what’s happening to democracy.
From the creeping silence. The complicity. The collapse.
And it hit me:
That’s what they want.
They want you overwhelmed.
They want you to feel powerless.
They want you to believe it’s someone else’s job to save the world.
But I won’t look away.
I’ve been through the fire now.
I was put into the cauldron.
And I stole something from it.
I stole the fire.
It didn’t destroy me. It made me.
So I’ll say it louder:
If you can go to a Trump boat parade, you can go to a protest.
If you can scream about the shaking ground,
you can scream about the falling sky.
I will not be silent.
I will not be complicit.
I will not look away.
Not anymore.
Originally Posted By u/Status_Cup_5549
At 2025-04-15 05:11:55 PM
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