The players commiserated over their loss in the championship game.
“Did you enjoy your breakfast?”“The eggs were runny.”“I know.” The woman commiserated. “I was thinking, I should just have barged into the kitchen and done them myself.” —Alice Munro, Runaway, (2004) 2005
The other potters seemed to slump as one into dejection, all but abandoning their work in favor of long, lugubrious visits to the wine shop, where they commiserated with one another. —Linda Sue Park, A Single Shard, (2001) 2003
“I been readin' about it,” she said, referring to the recent breakup of my marriage. … “It's too bad,” she commiserated. —Arthur Miller, Timebends, 1987
The pain of losing is diverting. So is the thrill of winning. Winning, however, is lonelier, because those you've taken money from are not apt to commiserate with you. —David Mamet, New York Times Magazine, 20 Apr. 1986