I love you so hard right now. I haven’t cried yet. But I’ve never been so glad to be in frustrating, complicated, back to back meetings all day, in my entire life. I was just a shell. I think every time I went into the women’s room I heard crying. I only snapped once and that was to two of my very good friends when…

I had a full fledged panic attack this morning that prevented me from working. I haven’t eaten in more than 24 hours because I throw up everything I consume.

I’m white as well, but our new president has said truly hateful things about nearly everyone (and I am a woman), and a lot of people have elected him on the basis of the hateful things he says. I really thought our country was better than this. And that’s at the core of my despair and feelings of hopelessness today.

I’m with you. I couldn’t watch the news then and I can’t today.

My subway ride this morning was basically shell shocked zombies.

Well, if it helps even a little, my 61-year-old lily-white self, my 86-year-old mother, and my 92-year-old evangelical aunt voted for Hillary. We’re all stunned and teary today.

I’m lucky in that my workplace doesn’t have to follow this act, even luckier that all my co-workers voted Democrat. It was a slow day, so we all were able to sit around and comfort each other today. I’ll never forget those conversations. They will become a part of “I remember when...” story. We’re all working class, a…

I’m a public educator and I’m just devastated. I’ve been in contract positions already for four years, and after this result I feel like I see the future and it’s continued shitty funding, shitty jobs, no security, nothing but more anxiety for me.

I am an attorney, and I’m with you! I feel such a huge burden and responsibility to use my powers to fight evil and injustice and hate and oppression. Now I just have to get my ass in gear and find a job.

You practically described my morning. I woke up at first light hoping that I’d turn on my phone and a miracle would have occured that somehow she had pulled it off. My husband was honestly trying to help when he tried to joke about other things and change the subject and say it’s only one man how much can it change.…

I started my day the same. Actually, I had a hideous dream about the election, woke up at 2AM hoping it wasn’t real, then cried myself back to sleep when the internet confirmed it was. Then I woke up crying again. I’m so relieved that I could work from home today because there’s no way I would’ve made it without…

I’m glad I didn’t have to work today (I’m a nanny) and that I have the next week off. My kids were SO excited for Hillary and I’m glad I don’t have to be the one to process this with them. I basically cried from 4-8 am, got coffee, got high, and now I’m drinking. I’ve been randomly crying throughout the day. My state…

Everything you just said I’ve felt: lack of appetite, didn’t sleep last night, felt like I’ve lost a loved one. I only became political in ‘08 with President Obama’s first run so I’ve never experienced what it feels like to lose something you’ve invested 18 months of your life in. Had she lost to someone like Kasich…

My 12 year old would be so inspired by you. He wants to be an attorney specifically because he is outraged at injustice and he wants to dedicate his life to fighting it. He’s a badass and so are you. We’re with you, we’re in this together.

I woke up crying. My alarm went off and I just sobbed.

Spent most of this morning alternating between numb shock and crying so hard I started dry heaving. Many in my office were openly weeping as well. I feel like the country I love so much has rejected me and everything I stand for. Contemplated moving away. Threw myself into my work, and avoided all news media the same…

I’m straight up numb. At the height of realizing Hillary was going to lose, my mom called. My dad had his second heart attack in two weeks last night. He’s stable-ish today but I had one near miss panic attack(took a xanax in time) and one full fledged panic attack (post xanax) last night. Just kind of floating…

I work in a federal office, so we have to comply by the Hatch Act. No politics in the office. But I’ve been crying on and off all day in my cubicle. I haven’t eaten today, or most of yesterday. I barely slept last night. I’m a wreck.

Open post! Thank you

I have “Bridge over Troubled Water” in my head now. It’s kinda comforting.