Today for me, tomorrow for you. I took today off and it’s not because I don’t care about my clients, it’s because I’m picking up my own pieces today. I love my clients, and I love you too. I have to take care of me too.
I have to put myself back together after last night, so that I can be available to help others do the same in days, months, and years to come. Today for you, tomorrow for me is a line out of one of my favorite musicals and depicts hard times (the mean-times) for people like you and me. I’m not going to sugar coat shit… I think our people have some mean-times ahead of us. But we cannot give up hope and we can’t give up on each other’s right to exist.
Democracy is a fickle fucking thing but unlike the other side we respect the process. Right now, we must look for the glimmers out there in our communities and in our world. We have to find the light in times of darkness, and we can’t let our eyes adjust to that darkness. We have to search for the glimmers of light, hope, and love in one another. We must move forward as scary as it may be. I’m here with you in the darkness and I’m extending my hand for you to hold. I hope you stick around with me here because it’s not over yet. Let’s find the lights and glimmers together.
Today, America lost when trump won. We’ve set ourselves up for failure and I’m scared af that our democracy won’t survive. After being numb since last night, my feelings came back when I talked to my mom on the phone, and I cried. I realize that I really may never go back to Utah after all. I don’t think it’s a safe place for me now and not likely in the future. The harsh realization that I may have given my last hugs to my family members is setting in. That’s difficult.
I cried when I talked to Rhonda Rae on the phone and I’m tearful as I write this blog. I’m sad. I’m heartbroken. I’m in pieces. I’m sad for our people, sad for our planet, sad for all the little animals who will suffer, sad for our trans community who will suffer, and sad for Ukraine who will suffer.
Today white supremacy and the ultra-rich won. So, you’ll just have to forgive me if I take today for me and pick up my pieces. Will our community survive another term of trump? I don’t know but I do know that I love you, we are stronger together, and I hope you stick around to make American history and fight for our democracy. We have to be here so that when the pendulum swings back the other way- we are there to guide it and demand equality.
What will our future look like? Fuck, I don’t know. But I’m probably in the best place for a gay brown man to be in the mean- times to come and I can’t express how grateful I am to be here.
My advice to you is to enjoy your family or people if you have them, the little animals, the green plants, and good company. Enjoy the peace of today. Turn off the tv for a little bit and sit in silence and ask Mother Earth for clarity and protection. Pray to God/god/ goddess if you have one and don’t let the fear make you forget how to love. I’m here with you and so are millions of other Americans with us too.
To my trans community, I love you. I love you. I love you! I’m scared that they’ve weaponized hate against you, but you deserve to exist, to love, and to thrive. There are so many of us who will stand up for you and stand by your side in mean-times to come. Don’t give up. YOU ARE LOVED!
Please don’t make rash decisions just yet. We’ve got some time to figure out what our next steps are. Will California secede from the Union? Will New York? There are lot of people who believe in true democracy for all and I’m one of those millions of people.
I love you.
God Bless America,
The Unhappy Homo
PS If there are aliens out there watching or that are already here- humans are not all bad. Sometimes we get it wrong. There are so many good humans that believe everybody deserve a chance to exist, love, be safe, and thrive. We could use your help and guidance because this planet, its animals, and humans deserves to live.
PSS If you need a hug, I have one for you. If you want to cry… I’ll cry with you. Just don’t give up. I love you.
PSSS ***If you are having a mental health crisis please call 988 (Suicide and Crisis Lifeline), 1-866-488-7386 (The Trevor Project), **
