I can hardly fathom the repercussions of the 2016 election.
As a woman, I feel the fear to walk alone in the dark or obtain the medication to aid my internal battle with hormones I cannot control nor did I choose.
As a queer, I feel the rug underneath me being inched away with hands of oppression.
As an aunt to a young and impressionable nephew, I feel the justification to explain behavior that gurgle to my lips.
As an employee, I feel eyes full of preconceived notions and a bar set to such a low height I’d need to take my heels off to reach.
As a taxpayer, I feel the sting of inevitable government expenses looming over my already sparse yearly wage.
As a human, I feel the division of a scarred country susceptible to fear tactics and isolation.
The choice has been made.
However, the outcome of this choice has yet to be decided. You can choose to lay down and take whatever comes, or you can choose to stand tall with an empathetic heart and logical mind to find corrections to inevitable mistakes.
Be kind. Remember that who you walk past on your way to work has a family in whatever shape or size and that they are only human. They want the same things as you. The feel the same desires, they fear the same terrors, and they love just as much and hard as you. Division and isolation is not an answer to fear. There will always be someone who wants to harm another. They take a difference in beliefs or appearance as a deciding factor in character. I, for one, cannot allow myself to think like that. You need to decide what kind of person you want to be.
Who do I want to be?
I want to be brave. I want to be empathetic, rational, thoughtful, caring, and mostly, I want to be inclusive. I want the young men and women of this country to know that you matter. Your choice may not have taken the majority, but that doesn’t mean that you are now obsolete. You can rise above the hate. You are capable of significant achievements if you choose to. You can make a difference if you choose to believe it.
I’m not sure what the future holds. I have to be honest when I say that I did not choose this outcome. In light of the events, I will pull myself into a positive perspective even with my looming fears. If I allow myself to fall into a pit of despair every time I didn’t get my way or given into every fear, I would be forever miserable. Instead I choose to look to the future with hope. I hope that as a country we can learn to work together; the only thing to save our future is the ability to finally learn that we are all playing on the same team. We’re all in this together, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.