I did see it comin

Tonight I disassembled the Nazi table that my parents gave me. It was a round table. I don't like gifts, especially ones that I didn't express a need for. They wanted it in the kitchen. I couldn't find a place for it. I don't want it. I didn't ask for it. It is a problem for me.

I deleted it tonight, and I threw it in the forest next to the grill, where the sink was and all the other things that I also didn't ask for. I have a lot of clarity around why I'm here, why I did the things I did, and why I don't care how bad it fucking hurts. This message is bigger than me. It's bigger than one person, but it belongs to everyone.

They tried to take everything from me: my work, my leisure, my extended family, my husband, and then they came for my kids. That's a new one. There are no angels. I am not nice. I reject this. I want better. I want everyone on the planet to fucking feel everything, so when they meet an actual fucking Nazi, they know what to fucking do.