I haven’t voted in the past. Don’t ask why. Maybe I’ll get into it someday when I don’t have anything to write about. But today I voted for the very first time.

I didn’t feel good about it. I don’t feel good about it now. I feel like I compromised myself and my beliefs. I feel like I compromised the one thing in life that I truly believe in: that war has no place in the 21st century. I voted for someone who will have no problem sending young men and women off to die, and it hurts.

Maybe she will have a problem with it. Maybe she’ll surprise me. But I don’t think that will be the case.

I feel like it will be my fault.

I feel dirty.

I don’t like this feeling.