I was screamed at (literally) .... YOU CAN DIE!!! ... if you don’t get the jab. I was called a ‘conspiracy theorist’ & probably worse behind my back. I did reach out to a pregnant niece & gave her enough info she defied her OB & didn’t get the jabs while pregnant (healthy baby) & she is the one person in the family I can discuss openly and honestly anything about the jab. The person who screamed at me then told me recently that I was “proud” because I was ‘right’. My response was that I am not proud at all ... in fact, I am heartsick because people I love and care for are dead, dying or sick since they got jabbed. My cancer list, for example, is over a dozen & some are dead already.
Very sorry about your extended family ... it’s extremely hurtful when people you never expect to turn on you do ... even if they come around somewhat, from experience I can tell you some level of hurt never goes away.
I posted a ‘cartoon’ which sort of tells the tale ... the unjabbed can’t win for losing with a good number of jabbed ... some HAVE seen the light and now they feel like they’re a ticking time bomb ...
https://freerepublic.com/focus/bloggers/4236651/posts?page=17#17
An apt cartoon. We are civil to our in-laws but they are die hard Democrats (but they are not crowing too loudly now) and were angry at us for not getting the jab. Of course they got Covid repeatedly. They blamed the unjabbed instead of their weakened immune system. other military in-laws were forced to get the jab or lose their careers (pension). They have suffered medical problems ever since but we never bring it up.
I wish I had NOT been jabbed, but Dad was dying at the time and his caretakers would not let me see him unless I was vaccinated. Also, the VA was putting tons of pressure on we Vets to get our ‘free’ shots. I took the two-step one. The second injection was awful! I didn’t get sick, but my are was hard to use for a few days. I refused any and all boosters the VA was trying to get me to take.
That said, after I complied with all of their requests, Dad’s facility STILL wouldn’t let me in to be with him. The last day I saw him was March 12, 2020 when they started the lock down of their facility - it was just pure LUCK I was there that day! Dad died, ALONE, on May 31, 2020.
I thought I could NOT loathe Mother Government more than I already did - but I do! NONE of this data surprises me. None of it.