The night before Donald Trump threatened to annihilate an entire civilization, I put my kids to bed, hugged them extra tight, and gently stroked their foreheads as they drifted to sleep. Despite the assurances I tried to give them that all would be well in the morning when they woke up — and that the U.S. president would not follow through with the threats of destruction and violence on his social media all week — I felt incredibly anxious.