Leaving the Illusion to Find Real Freedom
Why I divorced the "Medical Freedom Movement", tuned out the noise, and learned that peace is the most radical act of all.
The Breaking Point
There comes a moment when you wake up one morning and realize that everything you thought you were fighting for has become the very thing you were fighting against.
For me, that realization came during an “a-ha” conversation with my mentor, Shanda Beste, as we were catching up one morning last week. As we talked, I found myself re-examining—yet again—the so-called medical freedom movement. What once felt rooted in purpose, truth, and unity for patients’ rights has decayed into a battlefield of egos, lies, and sell-outs. The space is now filled with people “leading” who have built their entire identity around being a leader. That role has burned most of them out—or trapped them in fear, obsessing over the end of time and trying desperately to stop “something” far beyond their control.
What began as a community of courage eventually morphed into a vortex of outrage — a spiritual parasite feeding on collective anxiety. Everyone was “awake,” yet no one was well.
I didn’t leave because I stopped caring. I left because I finally understood that caring and clinging are not the same thing. It was like leaving any other toxic relationship — one you once believed in, poured yourself into, and finally realized was draining the life out of you.
And just like any toxic relationship, no one can tell you to leave. You can’t force anyone else to see it, either. People have to reach that moment of clarity for themselves — the moment they recognize that what once fueled them has quietly become the thing that’s destroying them.
The Addiction to Knowing
For years, I believed that the path to peace was paved with knowledge. I’ve always been a self-learner — I read endlessly, questioned everything, and was well ahead of the curve during the so-called pandemic that swept across the world. I thought that if I maintained that high level of awareness, if I could just uncover the false facts, expose the corruption, and stay one step ahead of the narrative — I would finally be free.
But that chase for truth became its own trap. The constant consumption, the endless “fact-feeding,” turned into an obsession. I began to realize that the more I learned, the less I lived — the less I could actually be present in my own life.
The Mirror of Hypocrisy
Aldous Huxley once wrote:
“Facts do not cease to exist because they are ignored.”
The hard truth, though, is this: obsessing over every fact, every theory, every shadow doesn’t make you wise — it makes you weary. It’s another form of addiction disguised as enlightenment.
And in today’s digital world, the programming is everywhere. Psyops, counter-psyops, rhetoric, and narrative manipulation have bled into every pixel of our online existence. It becomes inescapable unless you consciously choose to shut it all down.
The “movement” and its “leaders” had devolved into a cycle of outrage — outrage that felt productive but really just kept people hooked, confused, and misled. I watched as the public forgot yesterday’s revelations by the time tomorrow’s drama hit their feed. The same “truth-tellers” who once swore allegiance to integrity now bowed to their own vices — or to their false idols of morality and influence.
The truth-seeking turned into twisted truths and facts became flexible. To keep the frenzy alive, there has to be a constant hit of dopamine and a steady drip of adrenaline.
My friend Lorraine shared a video with the words of Carl Jung. That was no coincidence and it found me at the exact moment I needed it. His words hit me square in the chest:
“Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.”
I realized that the noise I was condemning outside of me: the deceit, the power games, and the manipulation was only a reflection of the noise I hadn’t yet quieted within myself. I had been so focused on “waking people up” and saving others that I’d forgotten what true awakening actually requires: stillness, presence, and self-care first.
When you strip away the noise, you’re left face to face with yourself and that’s the one battleground most people never dare to confront or are too lazy or too weak to put the work in to learn and reprogram themselves.
Over and over, I’ve found that many of the “leaders” I once admired are the ones carrying the biggest egos and the deepest vices. They would repeatedly use and abuse individuals, steal their ideas and put their names on them, and push people out.
Money and power were always involved. Once valid missions and visions became muddy and the actual heroes who blazed the trail became “disposable”. Are they all narcisists? People tend to throw that term around a lot lately, but I would argue that they are. They need the power over others to fuel their shadow behavior and they are too afraid to face their shadow selves.
They hate the thing they see because they envy the qualities of the other and they must destoy them to maintain status quo. They are master manipulators of emotions, some even crying on public stages, with real tears. Those tears were not about the “movement”, those emotions were the pain of truth oozing out as they were confronted with the truth that they are actually cowards masquerading as heroes.
At times, it feels eerily similar to the inner workings of a cult, if you’ve ever studied that kind of behavior; the charisma of the leaders, the control of the followers, and the constant performance of fake virtue.
The False Self and the Digital Cage
What I began to see, painfully and clearly, is that social media has quietly corrupted spirituality itself. It’s no longer about truth or healing; it’s become a stage for performance. People turn their opinions into badges of identity, their traumas into brands, and their beliefs into products to sell. I am now in sales, marketing, and branding so it’s pretty easy to spot the emotionally manipulative language or just the desperate posting to keep their “role as a leader of a brand”.
Probably the most disgusting thing I have observed is people who claim to be the “scientists of truth” sell out and sell pharma lies because they did not have the courage to actually “lose everything”. The individuals who still work with these people pull them into their research papers which taints the work. How can you take anything they say seriously after they sell their souls? You would think the ones working with those weak souls should vet them better before working with them?
I watched as individuals who once spoke about authenticity started editing their lives into highlight reels. They spoke of truth, but what they really craved was applause. The same people calling out corruption were becoming addicted to the very thing they claimed to despise: the currency of validation to convince ourselves and others watching that we’re living with purpose.
The Dalai Lama once said,
“We can never obtain peace in the outer world until we make peace with ourselves.”
Those words cut deep, because the truth is that most people aren’t really fighting corruption anymore, they’re fighting for significance and attention, in this age, has become the most expensive addiction on Earth.
The Real Revolution Is Internal
Divorcing the movement wasn’t giving up; it was a reawakening. I began tuning out the noise more and more again. I stopped reading the outrage, stopped trying to “save” anyone, and allowed stillness to become my teacher. Aldous Huxley once said,
“There is only one corner of the universe you can be certain of improving, and that’s your own self.”
This truth became my compass, again. The real revolution isn’t loud; it’s energetic. When you step off the hamster wheel and stop feeding the collective anxiety that keeps humanity spinning, your entire reality begins to shift. When your reality changes, it naturally ripples outward. That’s how true movements begin: not with outrage, but with individuals grounded enough, self-aware enough, to collectively raise the frequency.
Closing Thought: The Way Out Is Love
We think the world is getting darker, but perhaps it’s only because we’ve turned up the volume on everything that isn’t real. Even those who claim to be “saving humanity” are often running from themselves, numbing their pain with ego, sex, money, and the false glow of being somebody.
The truth is simpler than anyone wants to admit because it’s simple, and it’s “not trending”. The only thing that truly heals the world is the love that grows inside one healed human at a time. As Carl Jung wrote,
“The privilege of a lifetime is to become who you truly are.”
I’m no longer here to expose the darkness. I’m here to live in the light — quietly, fully, and freely.
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