Next year I resolve to be fearless.
I resolve to resist.
I had no idea my country was so ugly. I resolve to make it less ugly.
I resolve to set boundaries I will not cross.
I resolve to not let others cross them either.
I resolve to listen more to the oppressed.
I resolve to step aside and let them speak.
I resolve that I will not let my feelings trump the lives of others.
I resolve that those around me will know I stand for the under-privileged.
2016 was a year of defeat.
2017 will be the year we strike back.
Hard. Swift. Unrelenting.
I don’t ever want to see another 2016 as long as I live.