One of the things I am dealing with post-election is the quiet. I find myself just sitting in my space at home, processing everything in stillness. I’m trying to take small steps toward making a difference in my little corner of the world. When I see posts with lists of “20 things you can do,” my mind quickly becomes overwhelmed. It’s like losing a loved one—something I experienced more than once this year—and then being handed a checklist of ways to move on. The grief I feel now is different, though. It’s the loss of the world around me, not just a personal loss. I know I’m allowed this time to grieve, to feel deeply, or—on some days—to feel nothing at all. Family dynamics add another layer to this experience. I have MAGA-supporting relatives whom I’ve distanced myself from for years, and this election has solidified that boundary. It’s a reminder that some divides won’t heal, and I am at peace with that decision. In recent days, I’ve come to understand where my friendships stand, and...