Donald Trump Won And I Can't Breathe

So, the worst-case scenario is coming down the pipe.

Trump won.

The racist, misogynistic fascist who lusts after his own daughter, the man who has been legally held accountable for rape and sexual abuse, has won. For the second time, he went up against a strong, qualified woman who had every single possible metric in her favour...and America dropped the fucking ball.

Sorry, no– they actively threw the ball away and left the field.

I don't have the words to describe how I feel right now. I'm an LGBTQ+ disabled woman. My partner and his family are Americans. I am sitting here, feeling the cold wash of dread fill my veins, knowing that my little nieces are going to grow up in a country where their bodies are not their own.

They and their brother are the children of an immigrant. Their father does not have U.S. citizenship, and he is Hispanic.

You know what's worse?

Their grandparents proudly voted for this. They have Trump-Vance signs on their front lawn. They wear the fucking tee-shirts in public without a hint of shame.

My next few months are going to be hectic. There was talk of me potentially moving south in the future, but that will no longer happen; I can't risk it. Not with RFK Jr., the anti-vax conspiracy theory nutjob slated to take over running America's fucking healthcare system.

Not with my basic reproductive healthcare and identity rights on the line.

My partner can't stomach this either, and he's looking to move north as quickly as possible, so we have a lot of work to do. He's looking for work in Canada, and I'm looking for extra work to save up as much as I can. We're moving full steam ahead on our wedding plans to get this done ASAP.

He's also stepping up to volunteer for the Trevor Project because he's a beautiful human being with a heart.

I can't fathom how this happened, but I do know one thing: I got the United States wrong. I used to think the country was primarily made up of decent people who genuinely wanted what was best for their fellows.

And there are people who are like that, for sure; I know many of them. But I now understand that I have been living in an echo chamber.

America is not full of good people. Good people are the outlier.

I know that because, in spite of it all, Trump hasn't just won the Oval Office by Electoral College votes– he's up in the fucking popular vote, too. The Republicans are taking the Senate and Congress. He has no guardrails left to hold him back, and with Presidential immunity, he can do whatever illegal, heinous shit he wants.

My mood may change again in the future, and I may snap out of this surge of anger and resentment that I feel, but fuck it. Right now, I'm angry.

This doesn't just hurt the United States; it will hurt the entire planet. This will destabilize the global economy, destroy any hope of fighting climate change, and completely reshuffle the international political situation overnight.

We're on the brink of chaos because too many people in the United States are ignorant, racist, misogynistic and short-sighted.

I'd normally sign off by saying that Solidarity Wins. Today, I don't feel like a winner.

Get ready. Things are about to get a whole lot worse for everyone.