I was alone for 9-11, too. Physically alone, at least.
Not that an election result is comparable to so many lost lives, of course. But the impact it has – how changed the world seems after – feels similar to me.
Or maybe it’s more the change in me; in my perspective. Maybe the world is the same as it always was, and I just see and understand things differently now.
To me, this goes beyond an election, or individuals, or parties and politics. It goes beyond one broken country.
To me, hatred won.
Ignorance and fear have won.
There are many who will stand against the waves of hatred coursing forth from the many more. But I won’t be one of them. Something in me has snapped. Something in me is gone now that my eyes have been opened, and there’s no getting it back. It’s done.
I’ve been swept away with the tide.
Hate trumped love, after all.