Late last night I came to the stark realization that, practically speaking, I have no choice but to vote for a candidate from one of the two major political parties. And I honestly thought that I had come to terms with that. Nevertheless, as I stood in front of the voting screen this afternoon, I was still torn. I knew without a doubt who I wanted to vote for; I knew who I wanted to be the next president of the United States of America. And after standing at the voting screen for about 30-40 seconds longer than anyone else, I didn't vote for her. I couldn't. It just didn't make sense to me; it wasn't the practical decision.
So who did I vote for? Not who I want to win the election; I voted for who I feel has the best chance of winning--or, more accurately, who I feel has the best chance of defeating the candidate that I want to lose. So at the end of the day, I didn't vote for the candidate that I want to lead our country for the next four years--I didn't vote for anyone. I voted against the candidate that I do not want in charge of this nation. And I walked away feeling unsatisfied and unhappy. In a country as great as ours, that should never happen.
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