First of all, you don't have to believe everyone's opinions, but at least entertain the idea with an open mind.
I'll start with mine. I've been following conspiracies somewhat since the loose change movie about 911 when I was a kid but I was generally asleep to most other things. Mine happened last summer when I'd open Facebook or Instagram and everywhere I looked I'd be bombarded with some girl named Greta Thunberg, everyone praising her like some prophet of God or something. It got so bad that I finally asked myself why is every media station cramming this down my throat? Why do they want me swallow this up so bad? So that's where I started researching, I found a website called realclimatescience and started reading his research and articles. It was actually real scientific research and mentions facts that no other media has told me. I won't get too specific on all this but after a lot of research I came to the conclusion that I've been lied to about the climate crisis. Massively. By so many different institutions and media companies, it's mind boggling to comprehend that so many people are either in on the lie, or have also been duped by it. This started another awakening. From then on, I learned that when the mainstream media are all forcing the same narrative all over, you should always question it, and basically, lean in the opposite direction. Next thing I know, covid happens, then George Floyd, then the election. Once you catch on and wake up to the lies, they're easy to spot.
For whoever read the whole thing, I'd be happy to go deeper into anything I mentioned that you disagree with. Otherwise, what's the story of you waking up to the lies?
I've been skeptical my entire life. It's a strange journey .
When I was 5 my older sisters, 9 and 13, woke me up on Christmas Eve and brought me to the top of the staircase to show me that Santa wasn't real. My sister's then made me like about it for 7 years. My parents grew concerned because they thought I believed in santa at 13.
It sucked. It made me question a lot more than I really should have as I grew older. I'd read between every line. Meticulously study every flinch of body language. Body language became my mastery. With it came an understanding of how people speak and what their language patterns meant in terms of the intentions, emotions, beliefs.
Its a terrible thing. I'm grateful to have it, but seeing people's mindset before they talk is a burden. I've learned to not wait. I'd interrupt the teach or my parents or someone more "experienced" with life and beat them to the message they wanted to convey. Most don't like that. People don't like it when they feel you got a glimpse of their psyche. It's a burden.
By the time 9/11 came around, I had already tried to blind my skill . I decided to ignore my intuition and understanding by blurring my vision when people would attempt to speak to me. I wished not to read between the lines. So, I saw 9/11 through my own understanding and it didn't sit right with me. I ignored it. It took me 3 years of suppressing my understanding before I decided to investigate.
It was a pivotal moment in my embracing again of my intuition and natural understanding of my surroundings. I still struggle with the straightforwardness, but I've learned that it's not me who's wrong, it's them for being upset that I saw into their minds.
I guess I rambled.
Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas!
Sometimes I wish I could read people like you have mentioned here, but it also sounds like you wish sometimes you couldn’t see it so clearly.