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The Blackangel

The Blackangel

Resident Sociopath
Nov 3, 2018
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I don't remember if I have mentioned it, but I'm m2f transgender. I'm not ashamed of it, but I do wish I was a cis woman. A few months ago, Adolf called out to "neutralize the transgender problem". In this context, "neutralize" literally means genocide. About 2 weeks ago I was shot at. I heard the gunfire and both felt and heard the bullet whiz by my head. I haven't showed my face outside since. My wife has to take care of everything we need to do outside of the house, like checking the mail and grocery shopping alone. We have blackout curtains on the majority of our windows, so that helps keep me out of sight. Cabin fever is about to kill me. But it seems my options are either a slow death from cabin fever or a quick death from a bullet to the head. It takes a lot to scare or intimidate me. But because I love my wife and my fur babies, I'm afraid to go out. When I'm forced to go out, I have gone armed every single time. I have a pistol on my right hip and a 7" Buck knife on my left hip. I've been expecting something like this to happen under this regime, but I expecting and being ready for it are two very different things. I miss going out in the morning with a cup of coffee and watching the sun come up and listening to the silence as the world begins to wake up. That's when I find complete serenity. But now I can't do that without wondering if the next bullet will find its mark. I could hide behind the curtain and peek out, but it's just not the same thing. I drive a 1987 Chevy Camaro Iroc-Z, but I can't enjoy her anymore. A minor reason is that I can't afford the damn gas, and the other is that I'm putting my life on the line just going to her out in the driveway. I can't enjoy my bike either. It's a Honda Goldwing, so it's nothing super special.

I didn't call the cops because there's nothing to go on. I didn't see who it was. They shot from across the road, but there's no way to show exactly where they fired from. There's literally no evidence of any kind. So it would basically be an empty report since they have pretty much nothing to investigate. So I would just be wasting their time. Time that they could put to working on more serious issues.

So here I am, as a complete shut-in. I can't go outside. I have to choose between death and cabin fever. And I'm basically trapped within my own mind. As soon as I find the damn thing I'll let you know.

The only thing left now is for Satan to walk by because for me this is literally Hell on earth.
 
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