Tuesday morning I woke up optimistic and feeling as if I could conquer the world. Wednesday morning I felt as if the world (rather, my country) had let me down as a young, black woman. I felt helpless, powerless, and I was definitely speechless. I didn’t know what to o. I still (kind of) don’t know what to do. I’m still trying to process what I NEED to do for my country and my peers, some of whom are struggling more than I am. What should I tell my peers who think that they let me down?
I’m still not that sure on what I should do, but here I am sitting in the Rachel Antonoff office, where I intern, sipping (wallowing) mimosas and watching Gilmore Girls. And if you didn’t know, the episode about Sookie’s wedding and Paris’s campaign for Chilton student body president is eerily similar to the situation that all Hillary Clinton supporters, such as I, have found as their current reality.
I apologize, this post doesn’t contain much content wise, but I really needed a place that wasn’t my bedroom to express my thoughts. In all, this week has been super sucky. I haven’t been able to sleep, and the food I’ve been craving is comfort food, which totally isn’t healthy, but I feel it’s warranted given the circumstances. All I can say is I want to feel better, and I want to help others feel better? How do we improve our country that’s so obviously divided? We all have to think about this in the immediate future, and apparently, in the next four years.