YOUNG BOY TERRIFIED OF EVERYONE BECAUSE THE MASKS ON THEIR FACES REMINDED HIM OF “BAD GUYS”
Everything He Lived for Was Cancelled Overnight – School, Baseball, Church, and Friends
I have a background in public affairs and have always paid attention to international media. As such, I saw the pandemic from a mile away and bought n95 masks off the shelf at my local home supply store. I knew when the school announced a temporary two-week closure that my kids were out for the school year. What I didn't realize was how long it would go and how many worldwide would fall for the psychological operation unfolding - including myself. I'm ashamed I didn't see the truth sooner but it didn't take long for me to wake up. We all lived it, so I won't rehash the overstep governments played in suppressing truth. What I want to focus on is the mental toll on children.
My son was in 2nd grade when the world shut down. Everything he lived for was canceled overnight - school, baseball, church, friends. His young mind couldn't understand and it wasn't long before he told me he wished he would stop waking up. He regressed in so many ways. My outgoing, lovable boy became angry, unhappy, began wetting the bed nightly, and couldn't sleep well (and we NEVER talked about the pandemic in front of the kids). So-called experts told me to ignore the bad behavior and that kids all over were suffering. A fact I found to be true because when I tried to find a therapist for him, there was a 10-month wait to even get assessed. Children everywhere were suffering and fearful adults let them.
I knew that every solution prescribed would add to his pain. Video calls and play dates six feet apart were stupid and not going to help him. When I dared broach the subject with anyone, I would be met with, "at least what your son has isn't contagious." So adults didn't care that my eight-year-old was living in such turmoil that he was contemplating suicide because that wasn't contagious. I can't even write that last sentence without feeling the anger burn inside me and hot tears form.
I saw a family get torn apart when their 16-year-old did take his own life a mere two weeks into the pandemic. At least that isn't contagious. The first time my son went in public, he was TERRIFIED of everyone because the masks on their faces reminded him of bad guys. He was awoken with non-stop nightmares which only added to his anxiety. He would dream of masked strangers breaking into the school. I knew my kids could not go back to that environment, so I pulled my children from public school and have never looked back. We homeschooled for two years and they now attend private Christian schools. I have fought for normalcy for them. My son is better but still is not the same boy he once was.
I am furious with those that perpetuated this lie. I will never, ever forget.