I watched the election since 9 pm last night until I went to my 9 am tutorial this morning. I slept less than five minutes.
This morning was one of those moments when the world just stopped and slowed. It took me a few minutes to process what had happened. America you threw a nasty punch this morning, it knocked a lot of us down. I know it knocked me down. I physically couldn’t breath. I couldn’t comprehend what had happened.
I was confused and lost and scared. I panicked. I sobbed. It was awful. I felt like my country didn’t care about me at all.
But, I had class at 9 am. Drying my eyes, I grabbed my backpack and walked to class. The election knocked me down, but I refused to prevent it from keeping me from getting back up.
We have to remember Hillary’s ideas didn’t die with this election.
We’ve got to get up and keep fighting for change. We might have been defeated here but we only fail if we give up. Failure is what happens when you stop trying. Defeat is just a growing pain of progress.
We can’t stay down. You can cry. I cried. But, complaining and blaming won’t do a thing now. We’ve got to get back up and study harder and work harder. We have to remember what Hillary stands for, what Bernie stands for, what Obama stands. The only way things will ever change is if we keep talking, keep writing, keep loud. We have to move on from this election with elegance and with poise. Most of all, we have to move on from this election with hope.
I’m upset. But, I’m not going to let those emotions turn into despair and sadness. I’m going to turn it into motivation, because I know this isn’t over. I’m going to get the best education I can. I got my first essay back for the year and I got a 75 mark on it. That’s solidly in the First category. I was pretty proud but I know I can’t let up now. I’m going to keep writing this stupid blog in case it makes even a sliver of a difference. I’m not going to lose hope for the America I know.
I’ve said this before and I’ll say it again: this isn’t the America I know. It is not the America I am going to represent. I stand for a tolerant, inclusive America – not a country fueled by fear.
We have to remember Hillary’s ideas didn’t die with this election.
It is our job to keep them alive.
Just to offer a little hope yesterday:
- Catherine Cortez Masto (Nevada) became the first Latina US Senator.
- Kate Brown (Oregon) became the first LGBT Governor ever.
- Ilhan Omar (Minnesota) became our first Somalian-American Muslim woman legislator.
- Kamala Harris (California) became our first female African-American senator since 1999.
The next four years are going to be rough. But we have two options: we can hide or we stand proudly in the streets in solidarity with our fellow Americans. We must refuse to cower in the face of hatred and bigotry. As Michelle Obama said, ‘When they go low, we go high.’ We have to stand together and show the world that we are not a people ruled by hatred.
Watching Hillary’s concession speech showed me that while she might not be our next president, you can be damn well sure she’s going to continue to fight for us. She hasn’t lost hope. I haven’t either.
So today after having one of the worst panic attacks I’ve ever had, I went to my 9 am. I grabbed a coffee and worked on an essay. I went to my 11 am archaeology lecture. I grabbed an afternoon pint with some friends. Then I went home and slept for six hours. I was tired. I was upset. I got knocked down, but you can be damn sure that I’m getting back up.
I remember looking at a poster at my Junior High School when I was about 13. It had all the presidents on it and I remember thinking about how one day we’d finally have a women up there. It didn’t happen this year, but Hillary’s ideas didn’t die with this election.
I am beyond saddened by the result, but I know that we need to keep moving forward. We can allow this to knock us down, but we cannot allow this outcome to keep us from getting back up. We cannot dwell in our sadness and regret. We have to channel those emotions into creating the America I know we can be. We have to keep fighting for tolerance and equality.
So, yeah, I’m still with her.
So am I. Love you kiddo, Padre
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