7 days later...I'm still in shock. I feel numb. I feel so disappointed. I'm scared. How did this happen? What drives a person to support such a man? What part of their heart did they seek to make that decision? How do they go about their day like they do, and then somewhere deep inside is that little button of secret acceptable hate? Does it hide as needed, and then pop out in secret? How can it come and go so easily? I don't understand. I'm baffled.

Now, if it were me and I 100% supported that man, I would own it 100%. If I supported racism, I'd be out. I would not have friends of other races besides my own. Or if I decided I only disliked one specific race, then I wouldn't have any friends of that race. I wouldn't have them as friends and say, I'm not racist, I just don't like ____ people, but you're ok, of course. If I thought women were below me and should be treated as meat for me to devour and do what I pleased with, everyone would know I felt that way. If I thought homosexuality and same sex marriage was disgusting, I would not have any LGBTQ friends. People would know me. They would know exactly where I stood. I wouldn't hide behind the Church. I wouldn't hide to be accepted. I would be out. My friends would be very specific. I would be proud of that. I wouldn't be part of groups and teams that had these "unacceptable" types of people in them. I'm no hypocrite, right? I don't need someone else to stand up for what we believe so that I can come out. I am proud of who I am, right? I would have to isolate myself, and that would be ok because I don't like these people, I don't approve of these people, so why would I want to be around them? I would love me for who I was and what I represented. It wouldn't be a shock to anyone. My people would love and accept me for who I was because they all feel the same, right? I'd live in my little happy world because that's what happiness would be to me. I love me.