You will never be fully vaccinated. You have no more antibodies, you have no immunity, you have no protection against variants. You are a prostrating man twisted by injections and boosters into a crude mockery of the human immune system’s perfection.
All the “immunity” you get is pro-tempore and subscription based. Behind your back your doctor (unvaccinated) mocks you. Your physicians are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “friends” laugh at your waning stamina behind closed doors.
Viruses are utterly drawn by you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed the immune system to sniff out virulent particles with incredible efficiency. Even viruses who “pass” fail to remain in the system and look unnatural to a white blood cell. Your bones are a factory for white blood cells. And even if you manage to get a set of symptoms with you, they’ll turn tail quickly the second the immune system gets a whiff of your diseased, infected virulent cells.
You will never be immunized. You wrench out a fake piece of paper every single day and show it to the grocery store clerk for the “ok,” but deep inside you feel the dystopia creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll buy a rope, tie a noose, put it around your neck, and plunge into the cold abyss. Your physician will find you, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to bear the unbearable shame of endless boosting. They’ll bury you with a death certificate marked with COVID-19, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know a COVID victim is buried there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably unvaccinated.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.