Like so many, many people I know about and read about, I have almost made myself sick about tomorrow (or this whole month, if things take a lot longer).

I requested November 5th off back in September when I realized how much I am struggling with the very strong possibility of Trump winning. 

His supporters like to make fun of people like me; they think we're making a big deal out of nothing, that we hate all MAGAs and "have it in" for Trump.

I think they're wrong about that and I also think they have no understanding of what it is like to be in a marginalized group and to be sweating fear out of almost every pore at the thought of what could happen.

Some of my acquaintances say they support lgbtq+ rights but are still voting for Trump. I say: don't lie. 

You simply cannot say you are an ally for queer people and then turn around and vote for someone who, if he gets his way, will role back every single right and progress the lgbtq+ community has made in recent years.

If you care about women, you cannot say that and vote for Trump. Women's lives are on the line.

There is so much more I want to say, but I need to go for now. If you plan to vote for Trump, you are not someone I am instantly going to dislike or lump into one big category that is best not labelled here.

But I will say that if you did vote for him or are voting for Trump, then you cannot call yourself an ally of any group that is marginalized (and I include atheists as well, since they stand to lose a lot as well if Trump is determined to turn Christian Nationalism into a real, solid thing).

No matter who wins(and you probably know who I want to win) things are about to get even messier than they already are,

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I keep finding more books I want to read, only to realize I will never ever finish all the ones on my Kindle app and my TBR list.

King Kong Theory, though, may have to be bumped to the top of my list, especially now when I am feeling more crappy about myself than ever before. 

More from Want

I continue to be pleasantly surprised and oddly comforted by the vulnerability of so many of the submissions to Want.

Stories Can Save Us

 

I didn't have stories to help me survive when I was growing up, but (thankfully), since my mid-20s I have and I am eternally grateful to them and hopeful they will still be here in the future, even if the worse happens next week.

 …And it sucks. I also don’t think I am ugly at all, so I don’t understand why I can’t find a woman who would like to be with me. I don’t think I have ever been loved by a woman, or by any romantic interest, as a matter of fact. It hurts. Sometimes my heart aches because of that silent rejection. Somehow, I feel lonely thinking about the fact that I can’t find a female match on Tinder or Bumble, or in real life. It used to be easy on apps, for me. But now, it doesn’t work. I sometimes feel I am in the wrong place and maybe also the wrong time.--From Want

I finally got a copy of Want and am so excited to discover that women who think and feel like I do have contributed to the collection. I know I will never meet them, but it still just feels good. I never imagined before I opened the book that I would relate to so many of the words inside it.