The weird thing is that I can remember my dad sitting me down and giving me a talk about how he noticed that I was avoiding interacting with his African American friends, and that while it's normal to be a little afraid of people who look or think differently than I do, I shouldn't let unfounded fears based on something arbitrary like skin color or religion impact how I interact with others.
I don't remember his exact wording, but I remember him ending the conversation with "I'm proud of you, because I know that you're better than that."
I don't understand how the beliefs he's advocating now can come from the same person who said those words to me. And it scares me a little.
This will sound dumb, but... every time he posts about how all people who support Bernie Sanders are moochers and have never worked hard for anything in their lives.... He expresses that view so often, that I can't help but feel that that's how he views me. That's how one of the most influential people in my life, a person who in many ways I have modeled myself after, thinks of me. And not just me, but a lot of the people that I care about the most in the world.
I can handle him supporting a politician that I strongly dislike, but I couldn't handle that.