I will heal, we all will.

In the middle of the night I laid in bed. I was looking at my dimmed-lit phone. I blinked a few times. It didn’t seem right… what I was reading. This was a dream. The news was wrong. What was happening?

It was at this moment in the night I realized that Donald Trump had won the election.

Today, my body is numb. My heart is aching. My feet feel as if they’ve walked hundreds of miles. My hands are dry and still.

I do not know how to fully process what has happened.

To me, and millions of others, this election wasn’t about Hillary vs. Trump. It wasn’t about “Stronger Together” vs. “Make America Great Again.”

It was about maintaining the American dream, ideals and values that our Founders intended. It was about providing opportunity to families seeking a better life in our country. It was about protecting the LGBT community. It was about decency and respect. It was about all of us. It was about much more.

I truly believed Hillary would win. I believed in her.

Though, the majority of our country went down another path, a path I do not understand. It has been proven time and time again that Trump and Pence do not support:

  • Black Lives Matter
  • Immigration
  • The LGBT community
  • Women
  • Disabled men and women
  • Equality
  • and much more.

Confused, shocked and heartbroken this morning, I woke up to this message from a dear high school friend that I’ve been out of touch with for some time:

Hey Aaron,
I know it’s kind of weird timing to send this message to you right now but I just want to say that I will always be here for you man. You have affected my life in a way I could never imagine. Don’t let this election hurt the rights you have fought for; for months/years. We will always be brothers and I will always be here to support you in anything you do.

His words gave me hope. It gave me light. His message made me realize that this election doesn’t take away from what we do have in our country. It doesn’t take away the decency and respect that we already have. My friend’s words made me realize that this isn’t the end.

We have so much more to do… together.

I think about the greatest stories ever told. You always have peaks and valleys. Highs and lows. Dark and light. We are at a low, but we can go high from here. There is a light at the end of this dark tunnel. There is hope.

I am hurting today. I am scared today.
But, I will heal, we all will.