Last week, I wrote a blog post about this blog and mentioned that I don't do personal posts. But I for whatever reason, I'm waiving that tonight to talk about what happened early this morning: Donald Trump winning the election. I was at the polls at 6am, excited to vote for a woman I had admired for my whole life, since I was a poor kid on Hillary's free health care for children, which she got a lot of shit for. It wasn't what a first lady did, people said. They literally argued against giving
children health care.
I'd supported Bernie during the primaries, but he lost, and Hillary was my close second. I voted and went to work, wearing white in solidarity with the suffragists, and my thoughts were of the women who were voting who had lived during a time when women were not allowed to vote. I wouldn't be surprised if those women dropped dead the second they learned pussy-grabbing Trump had won.
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the image that will haunt me forever, when I thought for sure Hillary was going to win. Proud to have voted. |