Watching the Republican Party burn to the ground in November will likely be one of the saddest, yet, oddly satisfying events in my adult life.
Believe me when I say this isn’t easy. I’ve been a Republican since I was 18. I’ve never voted for any other party. Now it feels like my party cheated on me and reconciliation is out of the question. If I needed any further push, the first night of the GOP convention in Cleveland, Ohio was the final straw.
How appropriate that it is serial adulterer, Donald Trump, who is driving me from my home.
In absolute honesty, I can say I tried. I’ve clung to the party far beyond my level of comfort with what I saw going on. I always said I would rather stick with the GOP and change what was wrong from the inside.
Like a forlorn wife who has endured months of cold behavior from her husband, despite her best efforts to please him, then one day finds a strange phone number written across an empty condom wrapper, it’s time to move on.
And possibly get checked for an STD.
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