If you’re a survivor, this American election season has been the worst ever. I got triggered and didn’t even realize it until shortly before election day. What made it worse was the American evangelical church.
I’ve never had such a physical reaction to an election before. I was bawling on the phone with my girlfriend election night weeping for my son and the hope that just died with the defeat of a campaign full of hope. It took me three days to stop crying and at least three weeks before I ventured a peeked at the news that completely botched their ethical responsibilities.
My therapy session two days later was the worst in 13 years. At one point I had a 20-minute nonstop abreaction. It took me two days to recover.
Just think about this: Our nation voted for a sexual predator, hate and a baseless philosophy of lies, negativity and conspiracy theories. I thought we, as a nation, had evolved. Apparently, I was wrong.
If we are lights that attract our own bugs, what does it say when one candidate attracts Neo-Nazis, extremists, the KKK, racists and sexual deviants?
In prior elections when my candidate lost, I was okay with it because they weren’t overt pathological liars, sexual deviants or out-in-the-0pen bullies. They were seemingly decent people who understood decorum and grace, knew and understood their U.S. history, and had governing and legislative experience. Yeah, not this time around. Disqualifying defects of character were reduced to “shortcomings” people could overlook.
These were mostly white Americans who felt like they were forgotten. Oh really? Blacks were forgotten for 100 years after the emancipation proclamation until the Civil Rights legislation was signed into law because white America didn’t give a rip about Blacks and other minorities.
Then the Church was absolutely rabid about who their candidate of choice was and had no problem pressuring believers in the name of Jesus to vote for their candidate. Furious, I posted on Facebook that believers needed to repent for the hell they just unleashed upon America with a Donald Trump presidency. Last year I said he would be a distant memory. Now he’s the President-Elect.
The only hope is our electoral college, which doesn’t seem interested in ensuring we have someone who is qualified and capable, can be triggered by a single tweet and is having a bromance with Vladimir Putin.
Of facts, Scottie Nell Hughes, a Trump surrogate, said:
“One thing that has been interesting this entire campaign season to watch is that people that say facts are facts; they’re not really facts. Everybody has a way, it’s kind of like looking at ratings or looking at a glass of half-full water. Everybody has a way of interpreting them to be the truth or not true.” She continued: “There’s no such thing, unfortunately, anymore of facts.”
If this is what we have to look forward to, there is no way in hell I’m gonna shut up this time. I was silenced when I was being victimized. I’m no longer a victim. It’s time to speak some truth, something that is all too often uncommon.