I haven’t been this depressed since my very-favorite-ever pit bull, Cooper passed away. It’s definitely on par with that horrible day that I had a miscarriage of a wanted baby and I laid in the emergency room, half naked, staring at the ceiling, bleeding all over a table for 5 hours. A situation mind you, that Mike Pence would want to punish me for and demand I pay for a funeral for. The new government doesn’t think women suffer enough.
I literally feel like I have been kicked in the stomach. I feel like women and POC and LGBTQ and Muslims and Jews and literally everyone other than rich white men have been stripped of value and autonomy. I feel like democracy has failed us. I am gutted. Broken. Crushed.
I didn’t get any sleep last night. I cried. Then I got up this morning and cried into my coffee. I am in mourning for our country and for freedom and for any chance at true equality. I fear we are headed for another great depression or war or many wars. I am afraid. I am in shock. I know I am not alone in these feelings. I know there are others out there and that we need to band together and help each other. Please do that. Please reach out in the comments or privately to all of the people who will be negatively affected by the results of last night’s election. The women, the people with health problems, the immigrants, the POC, the non-white working class.
There are a lot of us.
I realize that approximately 60% of white women my age voted for Trump. I am proud NOT to be one of them. I am sad for my sisters out there but I stand here, full of angst in solidarity with young women, religious women and women of all colors and nationalities who find themselves here in America without proper representation. I may not be the right woman to be the voice of solidarity in fighting racism (I know I’m not) but I promise you I’ll help if I can. I stand behind you. I got your back if you need me.
Read this post by Roxane Gay. And then join with me and help our country out of this shit-hole of hatred. I believe this is the greatest mistake in US history that I have witnessed in my lifetime but I also believe that we can still fight for a better world. Fight global warming and oppression and bigotry and sexual assault and inequality and lack of education. But we will need each other more than ever to do that.
Give me a sign. Create a secret handshake. Support those who need support. Tell other women you love them and will lend a hand if needed. Let me know there are others like me out there that still remember the “hope” of the Obama campaign and that we can use that hope to fight back against racism and hate.
Remember all that we lost by failing to break that glass ceiling on Tuesday and take time to take care of yourself but then please let me know that you have hope and that we can still make a difference.