- Supporting Trump has made everyone I know hate me.
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I started to support Donald Trump around late 2015. I watched the GOP debates and constantly found myself agreeing with what he had to say.
I was fairly open about my support to my liberal best friends and girlfriend. I live in Northern California, so it's always been my mom and I vs the world it feels like. I've never been afraid to speak my mind on political matters, and for a long time my friends and I could respect each other's views, if not agree on them. Even as Trump won the primary and challenged Hillary, things remained civil. And then Trump won. I knew things weren't gonna go well when the next morning I texted my friend something like "It's shocking how much support Hillary got in states that she didn't need it". Only to get replies essentially saying "not now, a******". In the days after, their anger only grew, culminating in a nasty, uncalled for moment when one friend flat out told me my mom was a racist. He apologized, and we did the whole agree to disagree thing, but it hasn't gotten better since then. Most of the time we just don't talk about politics, but the tension is always there. Wheras the four of us used to chat over a big text chain for at least an hour a day, now we talk maybe an hour a week. Once a month of so we "debate", which means all three of them ask me ridiculous questions like, "What do you think about Trump hiring a uneducated, backwards moron to fill the position?". I've found myself replying "Do you still beat your wife?" a lot, as that's exactly the type of badgering it is. My friends don't want to debate anymore; they're furious and even worse, powerless, so they take it out on me. I have one other friend who is a hardcore Bernie guy. We never talk politics, but I get the feeling he's always an inch away from erupting. He and my mom are the only people on Earth I really feel like seeing at this point. Even my sisters don't want to see me. My girlfriend is even worse. We've lived together for about a year, and things were going great. She is a typical young, moderately informed Bernie voter. The type that gets her news off Reddit and didn't like to get into debates. Up to the election she didn't like Trump, nor me backing him, but things were civil. The night after Trump won she went on a huge rant, calling me names and accusing me of supporting the devil. Nearly every day since she angrily brings up something Trump has done. It usually happens right after she walks in after work. "Trump hired an environmental speaker who doesn't even believe in climate change" "Uh huh" "He's a moron. I can't believe you voted for this. You should feels so stupid. "I don't" "I know. Because you don't care about anyone but yourself" I've gone from ignoring these quibs to arguing back to just yelling at her to leave me alone. None of it works, and she gets angrier and angrier. We broke up a week ago. She's looking for new housing and plans to be gone by March 1st. She's taking the cat we adopted together as a kitten last July. Her name is Luna and she has half French mustache and is the best kitty in the world and I don't want to lose her. I won't sit here and tell you that Trump is the only reason our relationship failed, but I know for a fact that things were going great up to that point. A week before the election I took her to New Orleans for a week, and by the end I thought she might be the one. But starting November 8th we started to fight, scream, and distrust one another. We've had sex a half dozen times since. Maybe we would have fallen apart even if Hillary won, but it certainly wouldn't have happened so fast and painfully. So in three months I've gone from four solid friends and a girlfriend to one solid friends, three kinda friends, and a Tinder date on Friday. The girl has a picture of her at a Trump rally. I'm just gonna lie and try to get laid I guess. |
