I don’t have the words, but at the same time feel the need to say something.
First – In reality, I have an immense amount of privilege. I live in the San Francisco Bay Area. I have enough money to address medical issues that may arise for me and my girls.
I can see the writing on the walls. If project 2025 comes to fruition, the center of the country is fucked.
I am disappointed.
I believe that democracy worked and the American people have spoken.
This is not the America I want to live in, and I don’t relate to the vision at hand. I don’t want my tax dollars to fund Russia against Ukraine and Israel against Palestine. It turns my stomach to think that mass deportations are going to happen. American women are going to be denied BASIC life saving care to potentially save a fetus that in most cases isn’t viable and in many other countries; the rest of North America; that care is readily available and administered as needed, no questions asked.
I don’t see how we come together as Americans with the people who are going to helm this dumpster fire now. It’s kind of embarrassing really.
Like I said, I have a good amount of privilege and a good deal of that is my physical location, me and mine will be fine.
Fear will not rule me. I am not going to stop speaking my truth. I will not stop being an optimist. There will be better days.
I know how to find the truth and will continue to teach those around me how to find it.
I feel the need to lean into the communities I want to be a part of and want to see thrive. I also feel the need to hoard knowledge; not gate keep, just collect, protect perhaps…
The last thing I feel is the instinct to pull in, keep it close. I’m more suspicious of my local community. How I am reading it is, that over 50 percent of this country is xenophobic and not open to accepting others. 🤯 I’m not religious but isn’t love thy neighbor a thing? No?
Moving forward is really the only option so I will do that.
Good luck.
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