Break's over.
Dear straight white upper-middle class friends who live in liberal bubbles and can't own your shit: own your shit. Own your disconnection from the core of the Democratic Party. Own your slactivism. Own your willingness to look the other way when confronted with corruption and half-measures. Own the pain and heartbreak that is caused by your deep empathy and recognize that a trump presidency is going to impact you significantly less than most people in this country. This is what I'm doing today. I'm diving in to my privilege and how disconnected I've become from where I'm from and who I've dedicated my life to supporting and empowering. Not everyone who voted for trump is a vile racist misogynistic piece of shit even though they voted for a vile racist misogynistic piece of shit. Of course, some are, but those aren't my people. And- my people voted for him too. We've got some hard conversations to have but we have to have them. And for the 6 friends who voted for trump that I haven't deleted yet and are considering commenting, don't. This is not your space. Remember, that I am a 36 year old woman who is trying to get pregnant and if that baby should have a severe disability or die inside my body, you've voted for someone who would force me to carry that baby to term. You've voted for a Vice President who thinks homosexuality is a disease. I'm not ready to talk to you about a damn thing.













