As a full-time caregiver for my adult Black sons, the thought of another Trump presidency fills me with real fear. This isn’t about partisan politics—it’s about survival and well-being for my family. My sons rely on Medicaid and state services just to get through each day, and I rely on these systems to keep a roof over our heads and ensure they get the care they need. Any drastic cuts or reforms in these areas could shatter the fragile balance we’ve worked so hard to maintain.
The Financial Reality and the Threat to Medicaid
During his previous administration, Trump proposed sweeping cuts to Medicaid, which would have stripped essential healthcare from millions of people. If he implements these cuts now, it won’t just be an inconvenience for us—it could devastate our lives. Medicaid isn’t just a safety net; it’s the only way my sons receive the care they need. Losing this support would mean more than financial hardship; it would mean losing the critical services that keep my family healthy and safe.
Dangerous Rhetoric on Policing and Immunity
Beyond financial concerns, Trump’s recent rhetoric on policing deeply alarms me. He has promised to grant police officers “immunity from prosecution,” a stance that could embolden misconduct and reduce accountability within law enforcement.
As the mother of adult Black sons, I am acutely aware of the dangers they face in interactions with the police. Granting officers immunity could make these interactions even riskier, leaving families like mine vulnerable to a system with little accountability. This isn’t a hypothetical fear; it’s a real, immediate threat.
The Looming Threat to the Affordable Care Act
Adding to my anxiety is the potential rollback of the Affordable Care Act (ACA). Since I had to leave my job to care for my sons full-time, I haven’t been able to afford health insurance on my own. The ACA is one of the few options that could allow me to get coverage despite my pre-existing conditions, but if it’s repealed, that option disappears. Losing these protections would mean I may never be able to access affordable healthcare for myself, even though my own health affects my ability to care for my sons. The fear of being denied coverage or facing impossible premiums is a constant source of stress.
Where I’m At
I wish I had something hopeful to end this on, but the reality is, I don’t. This is where I am right now—tired, frustrated, and afraid for my sons’ future in a world that could become even more dangerous for them. Maybe my perspective will shift with time, but for now, this is the truth I’m living with.