How The Trump Years Turned Me Into A Social Justice Warrior

After Trump stole the election from Madame President Hillary, I went into a deep, unyielding mourning. My husband and I sat in a darkened room, held each other, and sobbed uncontrollably. Later, his trauma would lead him into the arms of a Peloton instructor named Kip, but that's a story for another time.

Brad and I never tired of complaining and icing out friends and family who did not agree with us about Donald Trump. We believed that by cutting off our friends; we were educating them on the importance of anti-fascism.

Throughout this time, I gained a serious amount of weight due to stress eating, which I blamed on the entire Trump clan. I grew depressed. Of course, who wouldn't? Who didn't?

This book is a compilation of essays of how I turned my pain into something positive, becoming a Woke Social Justice Warrior. I hope this book will show you that after the horrible Trump years, it's possible to come out stronger, wiser, and even more liberal than before.