Why We Can't Be Friends Anymore

So, you voted for Trump. You might not understand why this means we can't be friends anymore. But we can't. This might seem petty and selfish, but you voted for Trump.

And with that vote:

You told my friends that they are not welcome here. You told my friends that their families, their faith, their futures are not welcome here. You told my friends that their love isn't valid. You told my friends that their lives don't matter, or at least don't matter as much as others. You told my friends that they don't deserve love and respect if they still speak another mother tongue or if their skin is black or brown or if they choose to stand for themselves or the land that is rightfully theirs.

And with that vote:

You have decided that our children don't deserve a good education unless their parents can pay for it. You've decided that our children don't deserve clean water unless their parents can move them. You've decided that our children don't deserve treatment and care unless their parents can afford it. You've decided that our children don't deserve a habitable environment to eventually raise their own children.

And with that vote:

You undermined your promise that sexual assault survivors would get justice. You undermined your promise that I and other women could be and do anything. You undermined your promise to respect the Constitution and the nation that it stands for. You undermined your promise to protect those in need. You undermined your promise that the meek shall inherit the earth.

You made a choice. And with that vote, you decided you didn't need me in your life anymore.