I didn’t go to a #WomensMarch today.
I have some feelings about it. I feel like I should’ve attended one, for sure. I consider myself a strong feminist, and I certainly support many of the issues for which women are marching today.
The pictures on social media have been inspiring. Thank you too all the marchers.
I don’t have strong reasons for not attending. I have excuses, mostly of the logistical variety. Dan’s in New York; I had something else on my calendar (specifically a deep clean of my daughters’ room among other things); I am struggling to balance my need to resist the current administration with self-care and self-protection.
Also: I’m kind of new at this “Fight the Power” kind of stuff, and my changes need to be incremental.
I have never been a protester or marcher. I don’t find anything wrong with them, I don’t question that they are valuable to the operation of our American democracy (such as it is). It’s just not something I’ve ever done for something I’ve believed in.
That will have to change, I recognize that.
But I wasn’t in a place to change it today.
Did you march? If not, why not? If so, do you find yourself in judgement of those who didn’t?