I Cried in an Election Booth Today

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I cried in an election booth today.

Because when I was a little girl I used to say I wanted to grow up to be President of the United States. Except somewhere along the way, I stopped believing it possible in my lifetime

I cried in an election booth today.

Because I wrote a letter to the editor this week about some racist bullshit going down at my son’s school and when I posted it online, my cousin called me upset.

Do you want the KKK burning crosses on your lawn? You need to think about these things before you do them! I keep picturing bricks being thrown through your windows.

Something else I believed impossible in my lifetime.

I cried in an election booth today.

Because my friend’s husband is Muslim and she’s scared for her kids. They are born here in America but she’s afraid we’re fast approaching a day when that won’t matter anymore because their names don’t sound American enough.

I cried in an election booth today.

Because a presidential candidate’s cavalier attitude towards the sexual assault of women, after he’d claimed Mexicans are rapists, prompted me to write about why what he said was so deeply offensive and upsetting. 

Still, I have to watch people comment and post on social media about how overly sensitive I am about his use of the word pussy.

As if that’s what I took issue with.

I cried in an election booth today.

Because it’s fucking tiring having man babies explain my emotions. 

To me.

I cried in an election booth today.

Because my husband, who isn’t politically active but who finally gave in to my pleading and registered to vote a few years ago then voted in one presidential election and has refused to vote ever since, texted me this morning.

Him: I’m still registered to vote, right?

Me: Yeah. Why?

Him: Because I can’t live with myself if that asshat wins and I didn’t vote. Wait for me.

I cried in an election booth today.

Because I was so relieved he wanted to come with me. I was ashamed to admit that I was afraid to vote alone this time. I’ve voted in every election I’ve been eligible to vote in, minus maybe one or two shortly after delivering a child, since I turned 18. I’ve brought my children with me every time I’ve voted since becoming a mother.

And today I was afraid.

But outside my polling place stood a group of people with signs that read Free Hugs.

I cried in an election booth today.

Because of making history.

Because of fearing the outcome.

Because of very personal reasons.

I cried in an election booth today.

But not because I regretted my vote.

Not even a little bit.

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7 thoughts on “I Cried in an Election Booth Today”

  1. Unfortunately this is happening everywhere. Over here, in Europe, people are changing to right wing politics very fast because of this flood of Syrian, African and other refugees. We feel we have no control anymore over nothing. People are feeling very insecure and media is not helping either. I felt very sad this morning when I learned a certain somebody I dislike for whom he is became the 45th President of the US. Not because of the wall between Mexico and the US. There is one in Israel too and nobody seems to be bothered. Hell, there used to be a well between Europe and the USSR. Tax cuts that will empty the US treasury chest, make the rich even richer? Not concerned. I am middle class and pay 50+% tax here in Belgium. But I do care about our environment and global warming. Did he not say this was bullshit?

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