Raise your hand if you’ve ever felt personally victimized by the electoral college.
The election (aka the beginning of this particularly depressing dystopian novel that we’re all currently living in) (jk!) (kinda.) was weeks ago. Since then, I’ve gone through my stages. I’ve felt hopeless, I’ve done the anger thing, I’ve pointed fingers, but you know what? It’s time to move on.
If you’re anything like me and the election results had you ready to give up all hope, here’s my advice to you: get off the internet. (No, not yet – finish reading this post first, please and thanks.) Specifically? Social media. Scrolling through hate crime stories and doomsday status updates had me lowkey feeling like I was about to glance out my window and see a cross burning in my front yard any day now.
This isn’t intended to invalidate any of the harassment folks have faced following Trump’s win. I know it’s harder than ever out here. But now more than ever, it’s important to take care of yourself whenever you can. Unplug when it gets to be too much. This doesn’t mean be quiet, nor does this mean you should stop speaking out or trying to make a difference. But you have to give yourself time away from it all.
The day after the election, here’s what I had to remind myself of: no hateful, racist group or individual can stop me from enjoying my day or spending time with the people I love (not yet, anyway). Many of us felt disheartened and even fearful after our country elected such an openly bigoted individual to lead, but it’s important to remember that people like Trump have always existed, and we can’t give them even more power than they already have by letting them take over our minds. Who was it that said that happiness is a form of rebellion? I don’t know, maybe it was me.
But anyway. I’m begging you, fam. Get off the internet. Delete those apps. Don’t click on any Trump-related tags. Carve our safe spaces for yourself and live your freaking life. You can not stay inundated in this circus, hunched over the computer and counting down to the end of the world, because it will drain every ounce of life from you – trust me, I know.
Don’t let these bad things be the first thing you think of in the morning and the last thing on your mind at night. Find a reason to smile. Replenish your hope, even as you continue to fight. In the words of Kendrick Lamar, we gone be alright.
Screw the Trumpacalypse – it’s time to get on with the business of living.