Aftermath
You know, I have trusted my judgement a good percent of the time. I think part of that is because I trust that people are telling me the truth. When a lover tells me he's never felt this way and finally understands what love is, I believe it. I have been a fool. I also have trusted my political outlook. Sometimes I'm disappointed, but I have never doubted myself the way I do now. I have usually towed the party line and been OK with it. I supported Hillary Clinton, over Bernie Sanders,because I believed she could win. And, because I am a feminist and think it's time for a woman to run this country. I was glad when Donald Trump got nominated because I trusted that the American people would never pick such a racist scoundrel for president. (A part of me still believes they didn't.)
I have been wrong, wrong, wrong. Wrong about the lover and wrong about the election.
For the first time in my life I have not read a paper or listened to any news program. I just don't want to know how or why this has happened. I don't want to know what I can do and how this can be fixed. I'm too busy wallowing in the depths of my despair.
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