by Robin Sacks
Three days ago, I wrote a blog post titled 'Electoral Hangover.' It was for obvious reasons; just like a hangover would, election night left me feeling sick.
Mounting stress with a chaser of the unknown will leave even the most seasoned consumer feeling a bit off.
Three days later, I feel something different. I feel at peace.
Many have spent the past four years in a daily, even hourly, place of fear, anxiety, and hopelessness. I was one of those who, other than obsessing for a few minutes about the sheer idiocy and obnoxiousness of the latest tweet-tantrum, worked hard to not let it "get to me." Outwardly, I shook my head, rolled my eyes, and found myself in a place of disbelief, consistently wondering if this was real or some sort of cruel psychology experiment. Inwardly, I let it come in, and then let it go back out, like black clouds passing through my mind and body.
It was not until today, November 7, 2020, that I realized I didn't do as good a job as I thought I had done. The sense of utter joy and relief that has washed over me since 11:27 am ET this morning was something I did not expect.
The feeling is one of calm, of confidence, and of peace.
I have caught myself smiling and laughing throughout the day, for no reason in particular.
I have noticed that people I passed while walking the dog were smiling, too. At the grocery store, the eye contact I made with strangers was different today than it's been in a while. There is a marked difference in how the world feels today; a feeling that, I didn't realize until now, felt so drastically different than it has for a while.
I can only imagine that this is what it must feel like to have been in a verbally abusive relationship that you have just been completely released from forever.
I am enjoying taking breaths with many others for whom that same abusive relationship ended today.
I CAN breath; we CAN breath...and, together, our lungs will now fill deeply for years to come.