Why Did you Vote for Trump?
I want to understand. I want to be able to forgive you. I want to be able to love you with my whole heart again. Can you tell me why? Can you tell me why you decided to vote for him despite all the myriad of ways he’s disgusting? Can you explain to me why instead of telling me upfront you voted for him you are cowering behind the age old, “I don’t talk politics” excuse?
I don’t buy it. I know what you did last November. I found out the truth from your brother. Apparently you do talk politics to some people. I just don’t understand, and I need to understand because I can feel my heart closing to you. I see you in candle form, melting more everyday you aren’t honest with me, your face slowly morphing into a grotesque version of the person I thought I knew.
I thought we were friends and confidants. I thought that when we were aged eight and declared ourselves “Best Cousins Forever” that meant we really would be. Forever. I didn’t know that for the past decade you had been hiding your political leanings from me, like Jenny and her green ribbon and I’ve seen the horrifying truth under yours.
I suppose there were always hints of your predisposition to join the death cult of Trump. I suppose you are Christian, you did missionary work, you’ve expressed to me in the past you could never have an abortion, and you have discussed your anti-vaxxer leanings to me. But still, when I found out, it still felt like a gut punch.
You dated multiple black men, you drove your best friend to her abortion, you grew up in a multicultural community in Los Angeles, you’ve lived abroad, and you’ve been sexually assaulted. How? How how how can this road lead to filling in the bubble next to Donald J. Trump?
Please at least try to explain yourself to me. Please. It feels extreme to close off my heart to someone I’ve known my entire life just because of a vote, but this is more than a vote. This is who you are. You are someone who can look a monster in the eye and still think that he is the best choice for our country. How? We have children. How can you have lived through the past four years in this country and still believe that that man was the candidate to provide our babies a better world?
I still can’t believe what you and 74 million other people have done.
The shutters around my heart are closing and if you are unable to provide me with the answers I need, then my sweet cousin, we are done.
