I’ve forced myself to watch the Republican National Convention each night even though I should be doing other things. Like updating my resume and cover letter to apply for jobs. Like clipping my toe nails. Like finishing reading a book. But I made myself watch it because it is important to be educated on both sides- even if it is painful to watch. (Last night was very painful.) Even if there isn’t enough wine to make it okay. (There wasn’t enough wine and today I have a headache.)
I went to bed angry and woke up more pissed off.
The mocking. The laughter. The belittling. The POW story over and over and over again. Chanting “USA” and “Zero” repeatedly. The enthusiasm over off-shore oil drilling.
I felt like an alien in my own country. I didn’t hear one thing that matters to me or speaks to my values. That’s the most startling thing actually- to see how so many people can be cheering for things I don’t believe in. How will this country ever heal when we are so divided? Frankly, it scares me.
But I still have hope. Despite it being mocked, I STILL HAVE HOPE.