with irl I mean somebody you actually know.
For me it's my mom. Growing up in a time and place where privilege was (and sadly still is) a thing for men in the dominant class/ethnicity, she taught me and my siblings to never yield to injustice and inequality. She was not very political aware, but lived her philosophy with her daily praxis. When I started learning about leftist ideology it felt like it fitted me like a glove.
That was a intense read comrade, I hope you're doing well now. The way you describe it I cannot imagine it otherwise than that she would've been proud of you
I'm doing well don't worry about that! I just tend to have a dramatic flare to my writing when I get emotional. She would often edit my writing because she would get so annoyed with that way I wrote things. It was always better after her suggestions lmao.