I have stepped away from social media this week, which has given me a lot of clarity and direction. I have discovered that trauma isn't what happens outside of me but what I allow to manifest within me. Expressing emotions is an important part of healing and I deeply thank those who reached out to me, after I penned Killing Me Softly and those who donated financially.

I became an accidental activist, because there was an incredible need and helped people get exemptions and help for their medical needs, was an eyewitness to the tyranny and shared my journey healing from the bio-weapon, and shone light on the deception. I also ended up being part of website projects related to the cause that included building websites for fundraising for legal cases (before I knew better), interviewed experts from around the world and connected to many people who shared information with me. I have met really amazing people (kindred spirits) on this journey and that has been the silver lining that gives me hope that there is a higher purpose to all of this madness.

In a conversation with a friend this weekend, we explored the question of how much of our activism was a response to our own trauma; deep seeded, generational trauma from childhood. After the honeymoon days of the initial protests where there was a euphoria of unity amidst the shared trauma bonds but because many failed to do the inner work, many groups fell apart with bitter