Exactly. You know the whole ginger rogers backward in high heels thing? Hillary was dancing backward in high heels on two hours of sleep after half a bottle of tequila and still made him look like an idiot. But it was like oh, you have a penis!! BRAVO SIR, HERE ARE THE KEYS TO THE WHITE HOUSE!

It’s a fucking nightmare dealing with my dad. Some people you can’t change their minds. So hard for me not to lose my shit with him. It’s like nailing jello to the wall.

I heard this shit from people in my circle. They all ended up voting for her, but it’s so incredibly bizarre just how blatant sexism is, but no one seems to think it’s sexism. Like, it’s so prevelant, that everyone just thinks that’s how it’s supposed to be, so it doesn’t even cross their minds to put an “ism” to it.

I think if you find yourself having to explain your vote to the next day as being “not so bad” you probably shouldn’t have voted.

In some ways, yes. In other ways, not really. I live overseas, I”m self supporting, and I’m very safe. So, in a way, it’s a privilege, too. I can see that.

That was super brave. I think that so many of us need to have this conversation with friends, family and colleagues.

Good, you need to heal first.

My MIL explicitly said things to my husband about how she didn’t believe a woman should be president. He said that my BIL also said things questioning her ability to be president that made him think he basically “feels better” with a man in charge. UGH UGH FUCKING UGH.

I’m fairly confident that my parents voted for Trump. I haven’t spoken to them since the election. I don’t even want to.

thank you.

Yes! You go on and cry, too. You experienced injustice — chronic, ongoing injustice. And you know what you did with that? You just kept on going. You got up, and you kept on going because YOU believe in yourself and your quality and who you are and what you deserve in this world. You are tough as nails, stronger than…

Yeah. After having that talk with them — which I was not really interested in having that day — I haven’t spoken with them. They asked to Skype today, and I just declined. I told them I’m going out.

I feel you so much.

This is such a betrayal .that i don’t even know how we can keep on lying to the kids, by telling them its gonna be alright, when we can’t even make things works for us.

Thank you. You said this perfectly. I feel like the world I thought I lived in is a complete lie.

I can’t even talk to my family right now. My mom is convinced “it won’t be THAT bad (we are in California, after all)“ and they are both either being deliberately obtuse or willfully ignorant, I don’t know which, but they’re both equally bad, as far as I’m concerned. (These are highly educated people I’m talking about…

This is a wonderful comment and sums up my grief almost exactly. Thank you :-)

Same. The husband and I had been discussing whether or not we were doing kids.

The whole “dying while being forced to carry an unviable pregnancy to term” thing has been on my mind a lot lately :-(

Well that was spooky.