🗳 Election Day First Aid Kit and The Meats and Cheeses of Democracy
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I keep crying in the laundry room and while it’s very cathartic, it has ceased to be effective in any other way. I know that no matter who you are voting for, on whatever level of government, next week for us here in the US looms large. I feel waves of anxiety, that big ball of nerves in the pit of my stomach, that really has nothing to do with who will win or lose, but how we will respond to it. I was planning on doing an old-fashioned Q&A, but there was one overwhelming question from so many of you. Some form of: How do we get through this next week?/How are we dealing with our election anxiety?/What’s your Election Day plan?/What are you doing for your soul to get through the election? I’ve spent a good amount of time thinking about how to deal with next week, and I think I’ve come up with a pretty decent plan.

Know thyself. What I want to do and what I should do are two completely different things, and I have to know that. What I want to do is turn the news on and scroll Twitter and obsess, but I know I will be in a BAD HEADSPACE if this is my reality. How do I know this? I have been in a BAD HEADSPACE and have been doing these exact things. I’m not particularly smart but I can spot a pattern.

Get a confession buddy. You need someone who knows what your BAD HEADSPACE AREA is and will keep you accountable. For example, this is embarrassing, but as we inch closer to my Anxiety Event Horizon, I tend to kind of roll around in the filth of some really destructive, specific behaviors. This isn’t healthy, it’s FOR SURE not spiritually or emotionally mature, and I can raise my blood pressure within 25 seconds, which sounds like a good trick, but my doctor assures me it is not. A friend this week told me to cut it off. And she was right. That makes it sound simple, but it was an intervention, I needed it, and I’m grateful for it, because when I’m not engaging in that specific behavior, I have more time for doom-scrolling and depressive eating, which are equally as fun but the latter definitely less internally demoralizing.

Treat yourself. I ordered an enormous, beautiful charcuterie board to be delivered (local people: I ordered from Petal and Platter) and I’ll be honest, I’m looking forward to it. I think you need something to look forward to that day, preferably in the evening. Maybe it’s a good cocktail/mocktail, maybe it’s a show or a movie (I think I’m going to watch Queer Eye and maybe some clips of Mister Rogers), maybe you just want to play a dumb game on your phone in a dark room with a weighted blanket and a nice candle. Take a bath. Order take out. Give the kids some Benadryl (this is a joke wink) or throw them in a room with a movie. It’s the middle of the week, but get crazy.

Liturgical prayer. If you’ve never gotten into liturgical prayer, I think something like this is the perfect entry point. It’s in times like these that I often just kind of stare up at the ceiling and do this number:

I know I should have more coherent thoughts, but all my coherent thoughts were used up in Zoom school and banana bread baking at the beginning of the pandemic. I don’t get a refresh until the end of the year, and I find a lot of comfort and solidarity with communal, liturgical prayers written by someone else who is holier and probably has healthy coping mechanisms. This is a great prayer that I remember scrambling to find in the week hours of the morning four years ago, and it continues to be relevant now. Liturgical prayer tends to help me pray past my base instincts (which are usually something along the lines of: “This is really bad and I don’t think you’re paying attention!”), and pray myself into believing a more hopeful, Christ-centered mindset.
Make a Saturday plan. Everyone is saying this probably won’t be over on Tuesday night, and I think making a Saturday plan will help you look forward to the weekend, and not stew in indecisive juices all week. I don’t even think it has to be fancy: plan park mimosas with friends, institute Movie and Doughnut Day, or go on a hike or a walk (again, I hate that this works but it does).

If you’re actually experiencing legit Election Anxiety (this sounds like the end of a drug commercial), I think you should do whatever will bring you comfort. Because either way, no matter who wins, I think we still have to be engaged in the democratic process, we still have to hold those in power accountable, we still have to let them know that we are paying attention. It’s a marathon, not a sprint. That’s the thing about a democracy. We are the bosses, and the people who work for us think we work for them, and we have to constantly remind them that this is a government by the people, for the people. And if we need to do that while eating copious amounts of meats and cheeses, THEN SO BE IT.
Okay it’s time for those good, good treasures for the week.
🍩 If this isn’t the straight-up tenderest thing I’ve ever read.
💅🏻 Olive & June released their winter colors for this year, and I’m extremely into the Besties shade (I love all the others, but it’s Besties for me right now). As always, you can use my affiliate link to get $10 off here.
🍲 I think I’m going to make this tortilla soup from @pinchofyum this weekend. We’ve decided to trick-or-treat, but with telescoping butterfly nets, and Alabama got cold this week, so tortilla soup it is on Saturday evening.
🤔 The tension of my desire to be more like Mister Rogers and also that side of me that has an Internet Nemesis, displayed in tea towel form.
You need some good tweets? I got ‘em. Here’s this week’s Twitter Hall of Fame:
This one’s for all y’all who keep hearing about “unity”:

Forgive me for my Harry Styles kick this week, or don’t, it’s just good content:



Rude, but fair:


One of my new favorite Twitter follows is Hannah Anderson (@sometimesalight), and although we do not know each other, I would very much like to be her friend, based solely on her tweets. Exhibit A:

Okay friends. We’re gonna make it. Whatever happens, whatever you want to happen next week, we’re going to make it. If you’ve thought about your own Election Day First Aid Kit, or if you’re in a different country and you’ve lived through a stressful election this year, share your tips and tricks along with your own personal treasures for the week. I’ll be in and out in the comments: we’re moving offices at work, so I won’t be close to my desk for most of the day. But I cannot wait to see what you’ve been loving!

If you love The Swipe Up will you share The Swipe Up? I sometimes slide into your DMs with a treat, but mostly you have my undying gratitude for sharing this community with your people.
My internet gang: I need all the prayers you can spare. I cannot share the details because I truthfully don’t know them yet. Just know that it involves my full of feelings son Denver. We will be spending our day at a forensic psychologist office and police station. Please we covet your prayers. We need baths full of prayers. 🤎🤎🤎🤎
It’s 6:36am and I woke up 40 minutes ago and can’t get back sleep. So much about the world feels heavy right now. And yet there are so many things to be grateful for. The tension is real, and sometimes it wakes me up early. But it’s given me some time to list out my things for the week...so, tension with the win.
🎅🏻 My family didn’t do Santa growing up, but I still feel quite sad about the fact that, for the first time in 159 years, Macy’s won’t be doing Santa this year. https://www.google.com/amp/s/www.cbsnews.com/amp/news/macys-cancels-in-person-santa-visits-for-holiday-season/
👖 I ordered myself some new pants this week from a store where I’ve ordered pants before. I don’t understand how this happens...but the size I ordered for the other pants doesn’t work for these pants. As a person who is recovering from an eating disorder and who has already had to buy bigger pants, this felt hard. BUT...it also took me much less time to get to the conclusion that sizes are just numbers and what matters is how comfortable I am. So this is a “turdsure”, as coined by some other brilliant Lil Swipe.
🥖 My mom and I baked two kinds of cinnamon rolls while listening to Led Zeppelin this week. It was glorious.
✅ I finally voted this week. It was not glorious. But it’s done.
👟 A few weeks ago I shared that I was training for a 5K after almost a year off of running. This past Saturday, my husband dropped me off at the trailhead of the trail where we got married, and I ran (most of) my 5K. He was waiting at the end with my medal, a banana, and a bottle of water. I didn’t time myself, since keeping track of how I measure up is how I got myself into this bad (but improving) relationship with my body in the first place. It reminded me of why I started running in the first place—because it makes me feel free and strong.
I hope you gals can find ways to feel free and strong this coming week. There’s a lot looming on the horizon for sure. But we have a good God who puts us in community with one another to provide strength we we just cannot. I’m grateful for you all. ❤️