5 Things You Learn When You’re The Only Liberal In A Conservative Family

5 months, 18 days ago

I grew up in the San Francisco Bay Area with two Republican parents and an extended family aligned with the Tea Party. I had the best childhood, but, as I got older, one thing set me apart from most of my family.

I had the best childhood, but as I got older, one thing defined me apart from the majority of members of their own families. Nature , not nurture, shaped my political views.

I went to a small, liberal high school and eventually find myself alienated politically from most of my family members — even my younger friend — by the time I was a teenager.

The contrast set my notion into perspective pretty quickly.

It forced me to grow up, and its devoted me a fair sum of narratives. I would not have had it any other way.

Here are five realities of the life I live, politically isolated from my closest loved ones 😛 TAGEND

1. You get gag gifts mocking your beliefs.

One Christmas, in our familys annual white elephant gift exchange, I unwrapped a roll of toilet paper are covered under black and white photos of President Obama.

This gift was not directed to me as an insult. In fact, that year , nobody in my family or extended family really knew I leaned liberal.

Instead of airing thinks, I chuckled along with the crowd and placed the gift aside.

I was in a stage of denial. I didnt want to enter into an debate, or have my family feel like I had a problem with their politics.

2. Family dinners often objective in a heated debate.

As I grew up, I began to voice my opinions with my immediate family.

I would casually mention my is supportive of Obama during the 2012 presidential race, or comment on the Fox News programs that bothered me, or the CNN coverage that sparked controversy.

My mom and friend began to understand pretty quickly that I was left leaning, and would often start debate at the dinner table when the family was together.

These debates tested and strengthened my faiths, and werent as hostile as I had originally feared.

3. Questions about who you voted for are often sarcastic.

Once my family knew about my politics, the latter are relentless in making sure they mentioned it.

Comments about how I was stubborn on minimum wage issues, or issues of war and peace were annoying and exhausting at first.

But I has had the opportunity, in a low stakes setting, to argue and stand up for myself.

I distinguished myself from my parents influence at a fairly young age.

I started my schools debate team, and was highly comfy creating the issues and opinions in class. It was a quality my high school classmates grew to admire.

4. You try urgently to avoid debate with your extended family.

I was not as comfy exchanging with my extended family with similar candor. I wanted respect from my grandparents especially.

Political debate, I dreaded, would drive a wrench into a relationship that only prospered at large family dinners.

Im persuaded my mothers have shared some of the information about my political beliefs to my grandparents.

So far, they have not brought it up. And Im okay with that.

My political faiths dont define my relationship with my mothers, and they should not define my relationship with my extended family.

Because I have such a limited time per year with my extended family, I would never want to expend it in debate.

5. You have more perspective and tolerance than anyone else.

Through my experiences with political differences, I have learned the upmost tolerance.

Despite my difference of opinion with family, I could not love them any more.

Politics dont define people, they shape people.

I love and am shaped by the world around me, just as my parents are, just in a different way.

I have a capacity for debate without annoyance, and a desire to hear and learn from people from all different backgrounds because of the practice I have had with family and friends.

Difference has shaped who I am.

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