I can relate to every word you've shared.
When this all started, I made amends with my family, hoping to be some sort of guiding light for them, when (and if) the truth finally comes to light... however I get an increasing feeling that I'm losing the battle. Almost all of my family and friends have complied with the 'mandates' willingly and without hesitation, they can't or don't want to hear the things I (strategically) have to say.
I too have considered leaving this 'place I call home' and the 'country I love' but even that is looking less likely with each day passing. My heart breaks every time I see someone wearing a mask whilst alone in their car, or when I hear people talking with glee about how they just got their second 'jab' (I really don't like that word).
It's like watching the Pied-Piper whistle his way out of town with all the towns-folk dancing and singing behind him. Despite knowing there are others, such as yourself, fighting the same battle, I've never felt more helpless and alone.
I wish you the best of luck in your journey and the clarity of mind to make the right choices for you and your family.