He's dead to me. I switch rapidly between hoping his zombifying body dies ASAP, and missing the person he was before Nazis brainwashed and stole him.
He was a shitty friend who gatekept random things, like listening to bands in his mid-twenties. Much due to toxic masculinity. I found him quite cringey. Now he's a Nazi.
Yet I mourn his cringe ass each day. A whole person was lost to Nazis. I'm cycling, and I need new outlooks on this situation to get out of this rut. My self care is suffering.
Guy that I kinda looked up to in high school who a couple times came to school in drag and liked to steal neighbors U.S. flags to burn went full crypto fash after being an early investor in Bitcoin. Last of anything I saw from him was ranting on FB about how he couldn't find a trad wife who agreed that feminism was a disease.
That's really unfortunate. Sounds like he once knew feminism is mens' rights. I love seeing men in dresses, and I hope he still thinks of wearing one all the time.
Yeah it was pretty sad. He just seems really angry now for whatever reason despite leading a fairly charmed life and I always thought of him as being a chill individual.