Yesterday and today feel like I’m reliving my mom’s election loss back in 2016. I was too young then to understand the weight behind what was going on at the time, although I did at least understand why Trump seemed like a dumb candidate. Anyways, I distinctly remember how when it was obvious that Hillary lost, even though she won the popular vote, that something wasn’t right. My mom was sobbing while looking for places to move into, since we were moving out anyways. Now, 8 years later, I’m having those exact same feelings as she did except with my boyfriend on my side, knowing very well that come January that if nothing happens, we could very well be one of his first targeted groups. I fucking hate this timeline, man.
Didn’t fall for Original OP, but I fell for that one. Lmao