New Presidency

Part of me wants to be surprised. Part of me is so distraught and sad and disappointed, but another part of me saw this coming. Another part of me knew this would happen because at the end of the day, this is still America, people would rather have a criminal as a president than a woman. Looking back at it now, it feels kind of stupid of me for feeling so hopeful, for thinking a good change would be implement in my country. Because of course not, the American people would rather have their gas prices drop five cents than to keep their Department of Education. 

I live in Southern California; therefore, you could argue that "none of this affects me." But my family that lives in Texas and isn't documented will be affected, my best friend who's a transman will be affected, my student's education will be affected, my dad's income will be affected. My parents have lived here for me and my siblings' whole lives, and they still don't have a house. I wish for the day where my family can live comfortably, and they can find their home here, in a place where they've worked and struggled and fought for to assimilate. Just, maybe not now. Right now, nothing about America feels safe or like home, I just hope to be able to see the day where it is. Just not now.