Trump gave me a sliver of hope for the future, because at some point he seemed slight better than the other one, according to something I read on the interned and that by now I can't even recall anymore. But then I remembered that I'm not american, I don't care about politics and I just found this particular clown funnier than the other clown lady, that I haven't voted in a decade and that not even elections here in my country ever had any impact on me or anyone else so i resumed being depressed with moments of hatefulness as usual. Remember that everything changes just so that things may stay the same. It's like in pro wrestling, the outcome is predetermined and if something happens outside the script, the show must go on but the end result is the same. Nothing will change for anyone here, doesn't really matter who's in power. Maybe if you stopped giving a shit about the outside world you'll be less depressed, even if by a small amount. Ever since I stopped giving two shits about the daily shitshow that is the human world my life has slightly improved.