I’m scared.
I’m scared as a person with a uterus.
I’m scared as a queer woman.
I’m scared as someone who relies on birth control as a way to ease excruciating pain up to two weeks out of a month.
I’m fucking scared.
I stayed up all night on Election Night.
I started crying as soon as the first polls reported because I knew in my gut that he had won.
I just knew.
However, I also don’t think the Democrats are blameless here.
I’ve voted Democrat in every election I’ve been eligible for.
But, there were a lot of mistakes here.
Truly.
I’m a firm believer in not putting anyone on a pedestal.
I’m a firm believer that we should hold people accountable.
I believe that we’re funding/fueling a genocide.
I believe that Harris refusing to answer direct questions about trans rights was a ploy to try to get the moderate vote and absolute bullshit.
I believe that Biden waited way too long to drop out.
The list goes on and on.
But, I wasn’t scared at the thought of a Harris/Walz term like I am at the thought of this one.
Fuck you if you voted for Donald Trump.
I mean that with the most disrespect.
Moving on.
Even though I’m terrified, I’m not going to stop talking about the issues that matter on the blog or the channel.
Even though I sincerely called my brother-in-law this morning and asked him if he would be my co-signer if my rights were stripped away to have my own bank account.
Even though I worry that I could have essentially what serves as my pain medication taken away.
I have to remember that I’m still white and straight passing.
I have to remember that I have options.
I have to remember that I still have to fucking fight.
I will continue to use this platform to talk about important issues.
I will not hide who I am as a person.
I’m scared, but…
I’m also ready to stand up for what’s right.
I’m also ready to take care of the LGBTQIA+ community that’s always taken care of me.
I’m ready to fight on behalf of people with a uterus.
I’m ready.
Check in with each other.
Rest up.
We have a lot to do.
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