I support your decision. My folks wanted to vote for Clinton in 1996 and depended on me to get them to the polls. I refused. My father was furious and said I was denying him his right to vote. I explained that I was doing no such thing. I was exercising my right to decide who gets to ride in my car and when.
I live in Illinois, so it doesn’t matter. But if I can deny that Marxist zygote a vote, I will. I’ll pour my dad a shot of cognac and we’ll laugh about it.