Yesterday was rough. All the days from here will be rough but yesterday was particularly difficult. I sobbed. I equated my emotions to the feeling of the loss of a loved one. It honestly felt like someone died. I allowed myself one day to wallow. I cried, ate comfort food, talked to old friends (and made several new ones), grieved, got angry, and felt sorry for myself and all those around me who will be affected by this travesty.
This is a new day. I promised myself I would wake up this morning and start making plans. I thought about asking KB to find a post overseas. But today I say no. If it were not for all of the people throughout history who didn't run we wouldn't be as far as we are today. So I will stay and fight for my family, my friends, everyone who cannot fight for themselves, and for myself.
I will join movements.
I will lead movements.
I will make a change.
Join me and together we can start a revolution.
