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My parents have never been very political. They rarely voted when I was growing up and would have been hard pressed to explain the difference between a Democrat and Republican.

When I came out as queer, they disowned. For years. Called me a monster and told me I would burn in hell. They didn’t meet my partner until we’d been together over a decade. As we reconciled, they began to view politicians through a different lens. Do they treat my like daughter like a human? They became Democrats. They started voting.

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Even still, they struggled with racist beliefs they were raised with. They voted for Obama. They are friends with people of color. Their racism was so ingrained, they could not see or view it as such. We fought about it quite a bit.

A few years ago, my mom still would have been the person who just said if people would follow police orders, there wouldn’t be a problem. It was their fault for not obeying orders. They should behave.

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Since trump was elected, my mom has had an awakening. It was already in progress, but it was solidified. Not only is she is appalled at the state of our nation, she appalled that people she loved and respected and thought were decent humans are actually hateful racists. It was also a bit of a mirror. She has been emotionally destroyed by this realization and also politicized.

She’s gone from a homophobic racist, to a supporter of BLM who is actively challenging her family members and life long friends and at a significant cost. She lives in a conservative state. She votes. In all elections. Local, state, national. Without fail. She told me today that I made her a better person for challenging her.

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It is my secret hope that this is not happening to just her. Sometimes, people do change.

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