For context: I'm 49, 2 wonderful DC (17 & 15), single mum, amicable with ex who is a good dad, wonderful boyfriend, own home with mortgage, fulfilling job if a little stressful at times, ageing parents, amazing friends, good social life and time/money to pursue my hobbies. Life is good.
But I'm SO mentally fatigued. Feel like the scales have fallen from my eyes in the past year and am now wholly convinced of what some would call conspiracy theories. Am thinking more about the horrific news of late... Israeli genocide and the lies and gaslighting from governments. How and WHY is this being allowed to happen?! The Epstein files why aren't people pushing for a revolution? How can we be so collectively desensitised to the abhorrent/inhuman revelations? My heart breaks for those poor poor children. Prices constantly going up and scarcity of fuel and food (that I think those in power are engineering as it goes). Climate change and the unending desecration of our beautiful planet. Tecnology ruining brains and being used to influence elections across the world and needing to be online for f**king everything. The media controlled by the elites and controlling our view of the world and ergo our minds. CBDC coming in against peiple's will and stealing financial privacy and freedoms.
It's obvious now that the world is run by 'elites' and tech bros who evidently abuse and sacrifice children. Makes me sick to my stomach. Feel like the world is f**ked.
Sorry for the swears.
I worry so much for my children. I live in a big city but once my DC are established with their own lives I'm outta here, will move somewhere with land, my own water source and go as off-grid as possible and have space for them to live with me if they ever want.
Reading this back, a few years ago I would've thought someone who believed such things was mad and needing psychiatric help. But the world has hard evidence on much of this now! I do have anxiety and am on meds and have it in hand now. I function fine - well even - live a really happy, active life full of love. But it's just tainted by the horrors... and I'm just screaming into the void.
Do I sound batshit crazy to you? Can you empathise at all? I'm scared to say this to friends/family as they'll just tell me I think too much. Maybe I need to stop watching the bloody news. Very aware that perimenopause will be playing a role too.