What a Trump Presidency Means for Muslim Americans

276-218 electoral votes.

This statistic astonishes me.

Multiple friends of mine, both Muslim and non-Muslim, texted me stating that they were genuinely afraid for what is to come and that they were going to start packing.

I thought this country was rounding a corner. I thought the days of post-9/11 America where I had to cloak my religion and hide my beliefs within the confines of my own mind were over. I thought people weren’t ashamed of me being a Muslim in this country anymore.

After 9/11, I went into a shell. People would ask me if I was a terrorist or if I was related to Sadam Hussein. I eventually was so fed up that I just started telling people that I was Christian.I cannot imagine what sort of barriers I will face now.

I thought the days of post-9/11 America where I had to cloak my religion and hide my beliefs within the confines of my own mind were over.

It absolutely shatters my heart that I was horribly mistaken.

Trump’s whole candidacy was supposed to be a joke. He used to be the laughingstock of the 2016 election — and now he will be the leader of the free world? His fingers will be inches away from nuclear codes?

A president is elected because they represent the general views of a country. So now what does our country stand for?

We not only condone, but we brag about sexual assault.

We want to eradicate any hope of diversity of cultural exchange in this culture.

We don’t want to provide basic rights to citizens, like access to affordable healthcare.

We don’t want to break up the big businesses and banks to ensure that they pay their taxes, just like everybody else.

And we sure as hell don’t want Muslims.

I wrote a whole damn article about how Trump showed me that a plethora of Americans stand with me and support me and my fellow sisters and brothers.

A president is elected because they represent the general views of a country. So now what does our country stand for?

How is it that we couldn’t unite in this one fight? How could we not stand together, despite our differences, to ensure justice and equality and liberty and freedom of religion won’t waiver in our nation for the next four years?

I said it before, and I’ll say it again. Donald Trump is the antithesis of American democracy and human decency.

And now, he’s in the freakin’ oval.

I’m not sure what this means for our Muslim Girls or the Muslim population, but I know one thing:

We cannot back down now.

This demographic has fought too hard to slowly chisel our place in this country and be seen in the positive light. We demanded the mic from the media and we looked inward by creating a myriad of outlets to share our own stories, our own truths.

We have made leaps and boundaries of progress in these past eight years as a religion, and that won’t stop because there’s a phony in office now.

We demanded the mic from the media and we looked inward by creating a myriad of outlets to share our own stories, our own truths.

Our work will not halt at the first sight of a dummy. We must continue to activate ourselves in this Western society.

Allah (SWT) burdens us with challenges all the time, but he only tests us obstacles that we can handle. This is yet another test. But let me be clear, the only way we can come out victorious is if we all band together in telling our story.

So I’m going to keep doing what I’m doing. I will not crawl back into that shell right after 9/11. I’ll scorch the keyboard everyday if I have to show Trump that I’m not a piece of his sick game.

Fellow MuslimGirl Zoha Qamar summed up this whole situation in 33 beautiful words: “Muslim Girl is at the perfect intersection based off a very imperfect reality, which is something special in of itself. There’s something beautiful in fighting something, even if that ugly thing is hate.”

F. Scott Fitzgerald’s words seem fitting for our path forging ahead now: “So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”

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So, I will keep causing all kinds of trouble until Mr. Donnie tries to deport my ass.

But the question remains: What will you do?