I’m finding it hard to describe my emotions this morning. Angry, disappointed, but also heartbroken. There is a physical ache in my chest. The last time I felt like this was when the person who I thought was the love of my life broke up with me. And honestly, that’s how I feel this morning. I feel like the United States of America just broke up with me.
I knew we were having problems. I knew we were in trouble. But I naively believed that we could work it out. I honestly believed that when this election was over, the country would have united as one. Instead, we are more divided than ever.
I’m not sure what the next steps are. I know that I don’t feel welcome. I don’t feel as if I belong here. And I am a white, middle-class woman. I can’t fathom how minorities feel. I can’t begin to understand how the LGBTQ community feels.
Now, more than ever, is when we need to step up. My country let me down, but that doesn’t mean I have to let my country down. At the end of the day, I am a human being. You are a human being. And I will do everything in my power to show compassion and kindness to those around me.
“When they go low, we go high.”
I want to be a beacon in the dark. I want to be a refuge. I want my community to rally and exclaim that WE ARE NOT THIS. I want to speak out against inequality and discrimination. I want to stop and help when I see injustice happening. I want to give a stranger a hug.
I want to be a kind, reasonable, and rational human being who strives to make this world a better place in spite of what may be happening around me.
My country may have broken up with me this morning, but I didn’t break up with it. I may be hurt and emotionally exhausted, but I am ready to rally.