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11/17/2025

Hello, I hope this finds you well. Today I feel kinda shitty. Maybe it is obvious from my writings, but I have been struggling lately. The world is terrible and it is overwhelming at times. I am Latino, and I live in a city that has been targeted by ICE and Border Patrol. I cannot describe the anxiety and pain that has been injected into this city. I normally don't like to speak in absolutes, or use words like hate, but I hate Bovino and his terrorist goons. I hate seeing Latino people chased around like animals by these fucking racist-ass white supremacist crminals. I hate seeing families torn apart, all the kidnappings, all the suffering. I don't know how much of it is televised in other parts of the country, or even outside the country, but every fucking day there's new levels of sadism shown.

I don't know what kind of bullshit is being told on the news, but ICE and Border Patrol are detaining and deporting innocent people; they are runing families. They broke into a daycare and kidnapped a worker there. They've taken parents from their cars and literally left babies and children alone inside the cars. They've teargassed a car that had a baby inside of it. They've held an autistic little girl hostage to convince her parents to come outside their house and be detained by them. They've literally rappelled down helicopters into an apartment complex they claimed was "filled with gang members", and detained dozens of people, regardless of legal status or criminal status. They wait near schools during drop-off times and pick-up times to catch and detain parents. They've even waited near churches and fucking funeral processions. There is nowhere that is sacred to them.

This image stuck with me, it fucked with me. The little girl wanted to go downtown to see some tourist attraction. I can only imagine the parents weighing their options, not wanting to risk it but also not wanting to dissapoint their little girl. Man, look at her holding that fucking doll. She's just a little girl who wanted to go downtown and now they took her dad away from her. I know someone who was deported after living here for years. She was deported when her kids were just 13 and 16. She fought for years trying to come back for them, especially when her husband started dying. She pleaded with immigration for the chance to say bye to her husband. They didn't let her do that, and by the time she came back, her kids were grown adults. They ruined her life and stole so much from her. I hope the little girl doesn't blame herself for what happened to her family. I hope there's someone else who speaks English in that household, because the children of immigrant parents are often translators for their parents, and I can't imagine being in her situation and having to translate to her mother that her dad was taken to Texas for processing and to be deported. Hopefully, this will one day be a memory, but the pain inflicted by all this can never truly go away. Lives have been ruined. No one in my immediate circle has been affected and I still feel traumatized by it.