I should have tried harder to convince my family. I should have actually joined labour and gone out leafleting and doorknocking and all the the other get out the vote efforts. It would have driven me to near burnout but I could have done it.
Just woke up again. Still feel like I’m going to vomit. At least I’m not at my mum’s as usual, she’ll be crowing about the result.
Like, it turns out that racist white men in ex-industrial areas are the people who need to be pandered to or they’ll wreck everything for everyone again
The best I can say right now is that I don’t feel actively suicidal. At least the antidepressants still work! here’s hoping the shortages because of hard brexit won’t be too bad.
I'm in the US so I remember the night when Trump was elected and I was so so certain right up until the last few states came in that Hillary Clinton was gonna be president. It was fucking awful, I went to a protest the next night in DC, but that first night was just hell and sitting in complete shock and dawning horror.