I’m the Red Pilled Wife

Wifey here, this is for the fence sitters:

Yeah, so, I voted for Obama. But not the second time. When I saw that he was full of shite, especially regarding education, I voted for Gary Johnson, because I thought Romney was a fraud. Turns out I was right, he’s a BLM suck up and he can go frick himself.
2016 rolled around and I was highly intrigued by Donald Trump. I had voted for Ross Perot when he ran, because I have always felt like career politicians are mostly the same, so I was psyched about Trump as a disruptor.
Then, all the pussy grabbing stuff started and I was kind of grossed out by him. I had a hard time figuring out whether he would be a good president or not. But, I definitely wasn’t voting for Hillary/Bill. So, I held my nose and voted for Trump. Then I vowed to just keep my head down and do my best to ignore politics and hope for the best. I watched quietly as hatred built for him. I watched how the Democrats and Hollywood relentlessly tried to destroy him. I kept wondering why they couldn’t just accept that he won and work with him to make our country better.
Then, the pandemic hit. I saw the lies and the efforts to undermine Trump at every turn and I couldn’t believe it. Then the Floyd incident. I could not stomach the democrats and their pandering and using the pandemic and the civil unrest to try to destroy Trump, our economy, and in effect, destroy our country. My tipping point was Candace Owens and this guy LINK These were the first black conservatives that I had ever really listened to and I was awestruck. Of course my husband had been trying to convince me for years that the MSM was lying. I sort of ignored him (sorry hon- you were right all along). Honestly I just thought he was a rightfully angry old white guy because white men are the new public enemy, but that it would all eventually just pass. It just seemed impossible to try to figure out all the lies of the left and I didn’t want to spend the energy to research it and if I did get heavily involved in politics, I didn’t want to alienate anyone in my extended family. I just wanted everyone to get along, so I tried to just ignore it. But then I noticed people in our family were starting to be way more vocal about denigrating Trump and anyone who supported him. When I started to see that, that really gave me pause. I know that my husband is a good man, a very good, loyal man that cares about our children’s future. And to see people in my family trying to shame Trump supporters was really the last straw. This is America. We have the right to our own beliefs and to not be crucified or cancelled for them. I decided then and there that it is my duty to stand up for my husband, our sons, and the right to our beliefs and to vote in alignment with them without fear. The more I looked out for them, the more my eyes started to open to the left’s nastiness and lies and their racism and their pandering like never before. I finally started to do my own research and learn about all the lies the left had been crafting for years. Their attempts to destroy our country and our economy will never be forgotten. Their unwillingness to keep cities and people safe and secure from rioters and looters will not be forgotten. Their allowance of protests and riots but not the opening of businesses and schools and churches will not be forgotten. Their tactics have done serious damage to my family financially. Their tactics have brought our teenage son and his mental well being to the brink. Their tactics have stolen hope and faith from so many. I will never forgive them for what they have done. Ever.
I never understood being red pilled, but it has happened to me and I am so happy and proud to be on the right side of history. I am thankful to my husband and to everyone who in some small way contributed to my painful but welcome awakening. God Bless America, and God Bless all of us.