Last night as I nervously watched the election I was hopeful for our future and the thought of having our first female president but at the same time was nervous because this election has been anything but predictable. When I left work yesterday, I told my co-worker who was a Trump fan and had accepted Hillary to be President to expect the unexpected. Little did I realize my words would haunt me through the night.
At some point in the evening, I was uncomfortable with where the electoral votes were at and as the realization set in that Trump was close to becoming President I went through a few emotions, anger, disbelief, and sadness. I was texting several friends, and we were all shocked and crying about the outcome. At any moment I was waiting for Ashton Kutcher to pop onto CNN and say “America, you’ve been Punk’d” but obviously that didn’t happen.
The hardest part of trying to accept that Donald Trump is going to be our next President is he can’t take back all the racist, misogynistic, and offensive remarks he’s made toward every minority group. I’m fearful for all minority groups and the potential treatment they may endure the next four years.We are taught to love everyone no matter the color of their skin, religious beliefs, or sexual orientation and yet we have elected someone who is against loving anyone who isn’t his “norm.”
The toughest pill for me to swallow and the thing that concerns me is Trump is a bully. As a mother how can I be assured my sweet daughter isn’t going to be bullied? It could happen regardless of who our President is but to have someone as President who is supposed to be a leader and set an example make fun of people with disabilities doesn’t comfort me. My daughter might be four, but she’s smart. She told me today Donald Trump doesn’t like girls. She’s said in the past Donald Trump doesn’t like brown people. Kids absorb everything they hear so how do I explain Donald Trump to her?
In this election, I put my faith in humanity that as a whole we would elect someone who respects everyone in our country. Unfortunately, people hated Hillary Clinton and President Obama so much they couldn’t see past it and vote based on fact and what is best for their life. America wanted change, and now we got it. I voted, and clearly, I didn’t vote for Trump, so I can bitch about him whenever I want. However, as a citizen of a country I love, I am going to give him a chance and optimistic that he can somehow bring this torn country together in a positive way.
He won the election, and I hope he takes into consideration what will be best for the country as a whole. If he does, racism will not be tolerated, sexual abuse will not be okay, differences in opinion will be accepted, and being a fighter for every American could be his legacy which no one would predict.
In the last 21 hours I’ve shed a lot of tears because I’m scared for our future, for my daughters future, for every American who isn’t a white male’s future. There is a lot at stake and potentially some catastrophic decisions that could be made that could set us back 50 years. Through the sadness, I’m hopeful as a Nation we won’t accept the status quo and will become passionate about the right type of change and voice our opinions louder than ever.
I hope I’m wrong about everything I’ve seen and read about Donald Trump and that he ends up shifting his stances to be moderate. I hope he creates a cabinet full of experience, diversity, and true love for the United States and in four years from now I can be proud of him as our President and not disappointed or feeling like we are the real life documentary of Idiocracy.
I’m not a religious person, but I’m a hopeful person and am relying on hope and love to get me through the next few days, weeks, months, and years.