What Trump Means to Me....

What a Trump presidency tells me is that I'm not welcome in this country anymore.

I was born into a world that was rapidly changing, accepting blacks, whites and LGBT persons; accepting of religions other than Christianity; welcoming, though guarded against, immigrants from all over the world. The ballot was printed in 21 languages and alphabets, so everyone could participate who was eligible.

Today, I know that world is dead. Trump being elected means that people like me, people who are different in any way, are not welcome in America anymore.

I was a girl child, and from the cradle, I was used as a sex toy for men. When I grew up a little bit and "didn't want to play anymore," I was tossed away. I've made my way since then in a slow, pondering way because I had no guidance and many obstacles. I had little support because I was a girl and no money behind me.

I've watched as this country has come apart at the seams, with hate, anger and the war of advantages between the haves and have-nots.

Today, with a new morning, the Republican party holds control of all three branches of government. This means that all the safety nets of the last 100 years will be undone. No more social security, no more child labor laws, no more medicare, no more women voting. We will be returned to the turn of the 1900s, when white men held all the control.

Problem is, the country is no longer run by white men. They just don't know it yet. They coerce women to do their will, force Christianity down everyone's throat, push through pipelines over waterways, cut trees, and destroy wilderness.

All for money. You can't eat money. You can't drink money. And if you don't pay your workers a living wage, they can't buy what you sell. The whole house of cards will come down.

I'm not welcome here. I was born here, but I had an obvious disadvantage. I was a girl. What about everyone else who is not welcome here? Is slavery coming back? Sounds like it. And LGBT? Better hide it.