I’m confident that no one will argue against the case that this elongated, protracted, unceasing, wearisome (not to mention execrable) presidential race has left us all, no matter which candidate you like (or hate less, as the case may be) feeling unsafe, unprotected, unhappy, tense, angry, overwhelmed and a little bit afraid. I have a Hamsa around my neck and one holding my keys…but despite the protective properties they carry, no Hamsa in the world can cover this.
Friendships have broken down. Feelings have been hurt. Beliefs have been challenged. Kindness has been abandoned in favor of nastiness by otherwise decent people. I am not proud to admit that I got into it, bordering on, okay, landing on (slight) bullying with a woman I had gone to high school with. She threw the first verbal punch, but I took the bait and allowed the exchange to continue. At the beginning, I was in it for shits and giggles. She is virulently supportive of one candidate, but even more interested in besmirching the other candidate loudly, cruelly and with great regularity. My own inverse opinions got the better of me, and I reveled in the rallying support of my clan. It wasn’t my proudest moment.
Add the stress of this election to all the other things we are all trying to manage in our daily lives and it’s no wonder everyone is a hot mess.
Remember the coffee ladies I told you about? We do not all support the same candidate. There is disagreement between us regarding the behaviors, pasts, positions and capabilities of the two folks, one of which will be elected president; provided, that is, that the other one actually concedes. As strongly as some of the gals feel about one, others feel about the other. But, and this is a big but, it does NOT interfere with our friendships. It does not lead us to name calling or bullying or eye rolling. That’s because we are respectful of one another and value our friendships…I highly recommend it.
Before tomorrow erupts, do yourself a favor: find people like I have. Agree to disagree. Remember that we are all in this together. That is takes a village. That just because you believe something doesn’t make it right or factual or better.
I, for one, have scheduled a therapy appointment AND a massage for tomorrow night. There is wine in the fridge (oh, who am I kidding…there is always wine in the fridge) and the knowledge that it’s going to be a bumpy ride. Moving forward: surround yourself with good and kind people who support you, even if they don’t necessarily agree with you. Who do not personalize things that are not personal. Who, even if their person doesn’t come out victorious, accepts where we are, where we’ve been and where we are going.
Be kind. Be respectful. Be accepting. Be supportive. We are all in this together.