Everything I'm going to say has probably been said on here already, but I'm going to vent anyways. I have spent most of this morning sobbing. I did not go to my afternoon/morning classes out of fear. I'm terrified to leave my dorm. I have made plans so that I am not alone when outside my dorm at any point today. While the students on my campus are pretty evenly split when it comes to alignment, that doesn't change the fact that it's a mostly conservative campus, and the fact that Trump won is going to cause absolute hell among the people. See, it's not even the fact that he's president which leaves me so scared. The president doesn't have complete power, and not everything he says is going to be passed or become law. But he has an advantage of a Republican house and Congress, and I'm scared of that. But despite all this, it's his die hard supporters who am I petrified of. They voted for a man whose VP would rather have me be straight and dead than alive and gay. For a man who brags about sexual assault and mocks those with mental/physical disabilities. It's the supporters who will probably start going out in mobs to attack people and I wouldn't be surprised if a full on lynching movement started up again. And now, people have the nerve to tell me to calm down. They talk about how we have to love our neighbor and know that everything will be okay when it's really not. People are going to die. I've been told "You'll be fine, you're white passing and nobody can tell you're gay just by looking at you." Fun fact, if I'm recognized, THEY CAN. I got interviewed after voting and said that I was gay casually, because that's what I do, and I've just grown accustomed to saying it. Those reporters took my picture and wrote down my quote saying it was the best one they'd gotten all day. If I'm featured in an article, people who are angry enough might recognize me. Plus, I have four different mental illnesses. What happens if I suddenly lose control in the middle of the street? What happens if I say something while in a broken, panic attack state, that gets me attacked? What if I hold hands with a girl I love, and suddenly we're both at risk of our lives? I know there's hope but right now I'm just planning for the worst and trying to survive. My goal over the next few weeks will be survival along with protest. I'm just happy Trump didn't win by popular vote, because it gives me at least some hope in the future voting generations.