Today

 There are so many words sprinting as fast as they can through my brain today. Sprinting for their lives with panic and riddled with "no way, no way, no way...". None of these words have been able to form a full sentence that demonstrates just how I feel, in an accurate and articulate manner. So I am going to break this up by category. One by one.

I have never had to defend the love I didn't chose to have for someone. 

I've never known the struggle of a constant criticism for loving a person because of the chromosomes they have. I have never known the looks of disgust while I kiss the person I love. I've never known the grueling feeling of being watched and judged while the one I love has their hand clasped in mine. But so many of you know that feeling. So many of my very favorite human beings know this feeling. It is undeserved. It is unwarranted. It is inhumane. 

I wish I could be celebrating with you today that you will have a leader who will protect your rights, your names, and your love... but we didn't wake up to that today. We woke up to something frightening. You woke up to the questions (and fear that comes with those questions) about what this means for you. 

However, I am honoring the things I believe and stand strongly by when I say that I will not allow the people around us to do this to you. I will not stand by when you are being wronged. I will not be quiet. You will not be alone.

I am a nasty woman.

It's a scary day to be one. I am afraid of what our new President expects of me. What he wants for me. What he will do to me, or the woman he's already done inexcusable things to. But a "nasty woman" I will continue to be, loudly. I will scream for you, for her, for us. I will be as nasty as my God given body lets me be. The nasty woman my nasty mother so bravely raised me to be. The nasty woman my best friends need me to be. The nasty woman my sister is. The nasty woman all these nasty women deserve to have by their side.

We are strong, brave, capable women. 

And nasty we will be.

I am politically correct.

And it blows my nasty-ass mind that anyone can use that against me, in a way you think is insulting. HA! Thank you, to everyone who doesn't see how your words crush people, for giving me the compliment of your disapproval. I will happily be rejected by you, criticized by you, and rise above you forever. My hope is that you hear me, and you hear yourself. We can't be a nation of people wearing shirts that say "Hillary sucks, but not like Monica." Or yelling "Build that wall". We cannot be. Your words are shots that fire and crumble a strong nation. Aim your words in a progressive way, in a helpful way. Do not be the bullies who push people in the ground. Dig people out.

I am not a man.

And if I were, I would have the power.

Use this power well.

Speak for all the women you love, who love other women. 

For all the men you love, who love other men.

For every nasty woman you love who continues to be silenced. 

For every person who is put down by the childish words that spill out of the mouths of those who know better.

Speak.

Please speak.

I am sad today, with all of you.

 I am with all of you.

This Is Important

Let's be real. 

For my peers and I this is the most important election we have ever had a voice in. 

This might be the most important election anyone has had a voice in. 

Lets talk about that "voice".

You have one.

Most of you have a loud one.

Our generation is very known for our loud, opinionated voices.

So, if you choose to vote or choose not to vote, you are still going to have that voice, and we both know that. But guess what, the choice to go voiceless is your own, however, you won't. You won't choose to swallow your opinions, and silence your ideas. We are living in a time that we are absolutely training ourselves and everyone else not to do that. I am excited to be living in that time. With that being said, the standard is that if you don't vote you don't get to have an opinion. But you just WILL.

Please vote.
Just pleeeeease...vote.
Your voice is loud.
Aim it somewhere.