Over the last decade of my life, I chose to not vote. It was not because I was lazy. It wasn’t because I didn’t care. It was purely because I didn’t get it. I barely had a grasp on what the sides stood for and well…still trying to figure out what I stood for. Over the course of those years, I tried to take some online quizzes. I tried to listen and fully understand the news. I tried to watch debates. I tried. No matter what I just came up empty.
After I met my husband, I had a source to ask. He helped me begin to understand the basis of a lot of the major topics and what the fighting was over. He helped me find the answer that he couldn’t provide. Until him I was just a democrat because my parents were republicans. Not a clue why. Just because. Well I was tired of not having a reason.
The last 5 years I have followed politics as much as my brain and stomach can bear. I found what my main fights are and the main reasoning for my choices. I am now educated on what I believe in.
I am now ready. Ready to make a choice. A decision.
I am 31 years old and voting for the first time.
I am finally using my voice.