Why I Quit the Left to Become a Traditionalist
Aaron
December 30, 2021
If you could go back in time and tell me three years ago I would become a right wing traditionalist, I would have told you that you were insane. It’s funny how our lives can change so quickly. As of writing this article, I am twenty years old and have considered myself a Christian traditionalist for about one year. I want to share my story of how I came to find this new way of life; a story of a man who lost his way and was blessed to see the light of truth in a dark world. This is the story of why I made the choice to abandon my leftist past to embrace a traditionalist future.
To start, I grew up in a mostly apolitical (but left leaning) family. I was blessed in my childhood, and I grew up in a small house with a mother and father who raised me to be a good man who was allowed to make up his own mind about things. When I became a teenager, I found an interest in left wing politics. Like a lot of people my age, I fell for the egalitarian model and considered myself to be a social democrat. I liked the idea of all people having an equal opportunity in my country, and I advocated for this.
At this point in my life, all of my friends were also on the left. Like everyone else, I listened to music that frequently alluded to getting drunk, partying, doing drugs, and having sex. I watched TV and scrolled the left leaning social media sites for new ideas. Looking back, I feel like a lot of my political and social thoughts came as a result of trying to fit in. I never understood there was an alternative. I thought acting upon your desires and self-indulging was a good thing; and with that came damaging relationships with feminist women, unstable friendships with bad people, and destructive thoughts that led me to mental health issues.
I didn’t realize these ideas of self-indulgence were seriously hurting me. Eventually it all caught up to me and my actions and beliefs just made me incredibly depressed. I didn’t know where I was going with my life. I saw a bleak world, and even with mainstream politics starting to align with mine, I could not find happiness.
A few months after I graduated from high school, the pandemic hit. I had to leave my first job just a week or two after getting it because of the government’s lockdowns, and what would follow started a major wake-up call. A few months into the pandemic, my grandmother died in her nursing home of a broken heart because no one was allowed to see her. Turns out, that wasn’t a very uncommon occurrence. A lot of other people had very similar things happen, and I lost a lot of friends and family who were close to me. They were dying because of the rules and not the illness everyone was afraid of.
Once the liberal agenda killed my grandmother, I abandoned it completely. It was life changing, but I look at it now as a blessing more than anything else. It gave me a drive that I lacked in the past to find new ideas. I started to look towards conservatism, since a lot of people in that group opposed lockdowns and other abstractions I was starting to disagree with. From there, I found a respect for Christianity and the American right wing.
At the time, I hated that I wasn’t allowed to visit family. I hated that I had to wear a mask, because it reminded me of the loved ones I lost. I hated that they were trying to push lockdowns on local businesses like gyms but not things like abortion clinics or strip clubs. I hated everything they did to destroy families and tear people apart. For me, the pandemic was the final nail in the coffin.
My outlook was changed on everything. I realized I was lied to about things, but for my own sanity I needed to dig deeper. I became obsessed with the left’s “progressive” deceptions and I wanted to compare the government’s actions to the actions of dictators in the past. I made it a clear goal to learn everything I could about communists like Marx, Lenin, and Stalin. I spent night after night reading books and absorbing as much information as I could, because I was determined to learn the truth. What I found terrified me. I read about the holodomor, the genocide of Christians in Russia, the execution of the Romanovs, and the red terror.
I assumed this was political, but in reality, this was cultural. I read about the Weimar Republic in Germany and realized how the Versailles Treaty had inflated their currency and killed their independent economy. I read about how leftist institutions were created that promoted feminism, destruction of the family unit, and other things that were strategically designed to take the German people away from religion and tradition. They pushed for gay marriage, transsexualism, and egalitarianism in the theaters, just like in the United States today. I spent my entire life thinking those things were good, but I quickly realized they were only tools to create destruction and ruin.
Historically, these things cause weakness among men and the subsequent abandonment of tradition leads to a cultural collapse. These ideas were specifically engineered by propagandists (who held no allegiance to western nations) as a way to uproot our family values and destroy our legacy. I cried after realizing my entire belief structure was a lie. Everything my friends and family believed was a lie. It is very difficult to realize that you have been culturally subverted, and I cannot fully put into words how this realization affected me.
This was the moment in my life where I became a traditionalist. I looked to the Lord for truth, and for the first time I had an overwhelming desire to escape our modern society and restore my ancestral legacy. I saw that behind the mask of progress is actually degeneracy and weakness. I started going to church, lifting weights, and started walking the path of self-discipline. I turned my life around and started looking at women as mothers and nurturers instead of dating devices. Now I want to court a woman and start a family of my own. I want to strive for self-sufficiency instead of self-indulgence. As a traditionalist, I want to restore discipline, modesty, and strength in our western nations to honor my forefathers.
I want to share as much of my newfound knowledge with my generation as I can. While it’s true that we have foreign enemies who want to destroy western culture, I see it as something that will actually make us stronger and more united. I see an opportunity to educate people who think just as I once thought. If I could make this journey to seek knowledge and self-improvement, anyone can.
To fortify my beliefs and share my experiences, I created a community of people who see the world the way I do. For people in my age group who want to defend western traditions and meet friends who feel the same, I created this community. In the past few months, I have met so many likeminded people who also managed to escape leftism in search of a traditionalist future and for that I am thankful. I’m also thankful I was blessed with unique eyes while others unfortunately remain blind.
I hope my story helps people find the traditionalist lifestyle. We need to restore the lost appreciation for our ancestors who built the world we live in today and we should realize their ways are fortified on thousands of years of experience. Real progress in our communities cannot be made until we restore traditional gender roles, improve our health, and revive the ideals of family, faith, and nation. This is what traditionalism is. It restores our heritage and will make our descendants prosper. I am happy to be a part of that, and I am forever grateful this is who I am now.