n3rdlif343va:

March for Our Lives

If you are up this morning, making posters and getting ready to travel to any number of the rallies or marches, ready to be one of the hundreds of thousands marching today, I am proud of you.

If you are watching from your TV, following on social media, texting your friends and telling them to be safe and good luck, I am proud of you.

If you can’t attend today, because you are barred from standing up for your beliefs, prevented from being part of The Voice because your family is scared for your safety, because you have commitments you can’t break, because you simply cannot physically be there, but your heart is with those who can, I am proud of you.

If you are forced to sit silently, tongue bitten and raw inside of your mouth, as adults around you spew nonsense about their right to own guns and “these youngsters being puppets” because you are being more respectful listening to their opinions than they could ever be listening to yours, I am proud of you.

If you are loud, if you are the person willing to argue with those in your life who believe they have rights more important than your right to live, I am proud of you.

The generations before you will try to silence your protests, hinder your arguments with false logic and discredit you based on age alone. If you are one of the many, withstanding the idiocracy of those who came before you and continuing to demand change, I am proud of you.

Be safe today. I am with you and every ounce of me, every fiber of my being, is proud of all of you for standing up and demanding that this stop now.

Be the catalyst.

Be the change.

March for our lives.