This political climate is a scary one. I admit it: I’m terrified. It’s become blatantly obvious that Trump has no idea what he’s doing. I see all the smug faces on the Republican side of Congress on CNN and want to throw up. You know they can’t wait to tear apart existing laws to ones that best suit their bottom-lines, their lobbyists and rich friends, and their personal agendas. I, for a while today, wondered if the human race is about to see the end of the world and had to reach for my Lexapro to quell the rising panic.
Despite it all, I’m glad that my parents raised me to be a strong, independent thinker. I’m so thankful they demonstrated what it means to be compassionate, to consider the wellbeing of others. Yes, even my father, the hard-core Republican, taught me some valuable lessons in what to be kind, to be human. It’s my biggest wish that I pass down the same traits to my girls: to think for themselves, to stand up for what they believe in, to look out for those in The Others category (read: not a wealthy, white, heterosexual male without a disability).
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