Tomorrow is going to be hard.
Tomorrow I will probably not talk to my parents who are celebrating this inauguration with the same enthusiasm that I am mourning it. Tomorrow our nation gets a new president. One that a lot of people voted for—not the majority of people, but a lot of people nonetheless. Tomorrow we bid farewell to our first Black President, a man who gave a lot of people a lot of hope. A man I never voted for but…
One of the hardest things for me over the past 2 months and 10 days has been looking around, thinking to myself, are you one of them? Did you actually check that box? I still owe my dad a crisp $100 bill from a bet I made back in May. I really had a lot of faith. I trusted people. I didn’t think it would be true. Outside of my family, people I love and care about I know voted for him. Honestly, it’s hard for me not to judge. I hate it. I find myself thinking I am superior in some way, like I am better because I didn’t vote for him. I’m not. I really didn’t even like Hillary that much, I just didn’t want a reality TV star, failed businessman, and Russian puppet as my president.
So you voted for Trump? You are probably not a racist. You are probably not a sexist. You are probably not homophobic. You probably don’t want to take my uterus’ rights away. You are probably a better person than I.
I am really trying hard to begin to understand why, because if we don’t start to understand the hurt and pain of Middle America, we won’t be able to fix it. And problems are problems, no matter how big or small they seem to you. I’m sorry for how mean people are being to you, it probably sucks. It really isn’t your fault and I am sure you had your reasons. They are valid reasons, and it’s not fair that the world tells you they aren’t.
Today, I am bitter, I’m a little disgruntled and I am still sad. Tomorrow I am going to try to push that aside, and have some hope again. It will all be OK. I am going to actively stop hating those votes that were cast, because it won’t change anything, and it won’t serve me well. All you can do is educate those around you and have honest, open conversations. Understand them. They aren’t bad people. I will have a new neighbor when I get back on Monday, and that is a little alarming, but it won’t make the world stop turning or my country from being great. Always has been, always will be.
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