The last two days, I have watched most of the people around me cry, or sit there with a haunted look on their face.
America (I can't really bring myself to call us the United States right now), elected Donald Trump to be our 45th President.
Discussions with my friends and family prior to election day usually had me declaring that I would leave. I have looked for positions in other countries many a time, should this become a reality.
But Tuesday night, as the reporting numbers rolled up and the Electoral College fucked my country over, I knew. I knew that I would stand strong, proud, against whatever racist, homophobic, misogynist bullshit came from this administration.
I have not cried. Nor will I.
Trump will be my next POTUS. It may be due to a system that I don't agree with, but that's the reality I woke up to yesterday.
But, what gives me hope and strength for the days to come, is that that system has grossly failed the American people. Trump did not receive the most votes. Clinton did.
This has been a rough 48 hours, but I am prepared to meet this head-on. I am prepared to stand with whoever of my fellow Americans feels scared or persecuted- anyone who is persecuted. I'm going to be here to make the difference.
I'm sorry to America and the rest of the world if this goes poorly. But I'm trying to remain hopeful, because I know I am not alone in this...and we're going to make sure we all make it through this with as little damage as possible.
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