More because of the implications that electing trump has for those who don't fit the straight, white, male mold.
The fact that under this presidency, huge strides in healthcare (though imperfect!!!) and marriage equality could stand to be erased. That full control of the republican party could put such conservative powers in place that women's health issues and body autonomy will be threatened. That he speaks the way he does about women, minorities, the disabled, etc. and is now the elected leader of our country. That he has given a voice to people who bought into his xenophobic platform and emboldened people to be more open in their bigotry and hate.
...but then, as a woman, there was a moment of sadness as I realized just how incredible it would be to have a woman president, and what that would mean to every little girl (and woman) out there who wants the proof that women can actually be anything. To have that dashed and realize it will likely be another decade before there is a female remotely viable as a major-party candidate was a little crushing. Even recognizing that she's a flawed candidate, to have to wonder how much of the dislike of Hillary is BECAUSE she's a woman just sucks.
Was I sobbing? No. But I was upset and there were tears.