What Happens to the Progress We Thought We Made?
Unsurprisingly, I was feeling a lot of feelings the night of and day after the 2016 US presidential elections. I was in a hotel room in Romania, on a business trip. I had cast my vote early, knowing I would be out of the country on the night and day of. I was disappointed, because I figured I was going to miss the rocking parties in my hometown inaugurating the first female president of the United States.
Instead, I was alone in a hotel room, thousands of miles from home, unsure how to process what I was feeling. The Supreme Court seats. Black Lives Matter. Water Is Life. Intersectional feminism. Accessible healthcare. Treaties addressing climate change and sustainability. All things that seemed to at least be starting to turn in the right direction, but now, did that mean anything?
Like any good Millennial, I turned to social media. I was Facebook-messaging a few shell-shocked friends. One in particular asked me the question on everyone's minds and feeds: "What do we do now?" This sparked thoughts, a conversation, and eventually a quickly-written post of its own.
I stumbled into this post again recently, and felt it was a good time to re-publish it, now with a few months of perspective. The shit has already begun to fly, but the sentiment remains the same.
I hope it might be helpful as context for you, as it was for me when I was working through the feelings that led me to write it.