Photo by Han-Hsing Tu
As my anger softens to sadness, I go to sleep with my body in physical pain after spending hours clenching every muscle in my body. My head is pounding. My stomach is in knots. My heart is weary.
The fact that a man will soon sit in the highest office in our nation that has deeply and vilely disrespected every single underrepresented group in America is a grave offense to our democracy and its citizens. To any of us that have suffered as one of these underrepresented groups, I grieve with you.
This was a chance for America to show up. To stand for something greater. To defend those who were wronged and suffered under the rhetoric of a racist, misogynistic, arrogant, self-serving, unapologetic narcissist. To be the voice for so many who haven't had a voice. To heal wounds that have been inflicted over hundreds of years.
America, we have failed.
When I am asked, why I believe in what I believe, it's moments like this. I have to believe that there is something greater than me. Greater than us. Greater than this President. That as the tears fall from my eyes, and my heart weighs heavy with sorrow... that there is still hope. That hate will crumble and love will win.
May our prayers be heard tonight and may peace be found in the morning.
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