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@LRRRonEarth Even as events began happening, I was still hearing that my certainty was misplaced, that it was "just anxiety". It's really fucked me up to know that when faced with a truly life-threatening situation that I could have helped us navigate, my very own loved ones focused on gaslighting me instead of stocking up on supplies and doing outreach to help folks. I know why they did it - they care about my mental health. But I was fine, and I don't know if I can ever truly forgive them for thinking my anxiety made me unreliable. I am a reliable and trustworthy person, and I don't say things I don't think are true.

It scares me to think that if something truly outrageous and frightening happens to me (my brother comes back to carry out his death threats after he broke my shoulder, for example) that they might not trust and believe me, if the details are bizarre, or I don't relate them perfectly, or if they touch on politics. What then?