A lot of friends have reached out to me and asked if I'm okay today. Which has been pretty surprising, in a nice way. I didn't realize they knew how personal this election felt for me. I never think anyone notices me, so to be noticed and loved on, even by people who are happy today, feels incredibly comforting. And I'm doing my best to hold on to that right now.
This wasn't an ordinary election. This one has the potential for a lot of loss. The entire platform for that man was about taking away rights and making every minority group feel less-than. And that feels so personal. Because it is personal. It's personal to me to realize I will have fewer rights at the end of his term than at the beginning.
Hate won the White House.
But I choose to not hate. I don't hate anyone who voted for him and I don't hate him. Truly. I hope in time, others will reciprocate that towards me, too.
One's gender, sexual orientation, height, abilities, race, heritage, and family are not choices. Hate is. Hate is a conscious decision, as is the decision not to hate. So I will focus on that right now. Focus on peacefully accepting how democracy played out. Focus on the good.
One foot in front of the other. One more deep breath in, one more long hot shower, one more cup of coffee, one more ...
We'll get through this. Even though today feels dark and sad. We will rise up stronger and more beautiful.