"I realise I "should" make a big positive post right now. I got nothin'. Sorry. Just today's blog post."
That was all I found myself able to say on Twitter yesterday afternoon. The election winded me. I had nothing to say to people to make the results hurt any less. I was feeling the pain too. I was feeling as uncertain about the future as everyone else was.
I haven't been quiet about my disdain for Donald Trump throughout the electoral race, especially when the video was leaked of him seemingly bragging about sexual assault. So it's really no surprise that I cried myself to sleep at 4.30am GMT when it was apparent that he was going to be the next president of the US.
When I woke up at 12.30pm, I was still exhausted, and the tears continued to fall. I couldn't believe what I had witnessed. I took to Facebook and joined the ranks of heartbroken individuals, shocked and appalled at the fact that America appeared to think that Trump's behaviour was acceptable conduct for the POTUS.
It was only later when I was talking to a friend, that I realised that now is not the time to give up hope. In fact, it's more important than ever that we hold on to hope.
If we let go of hope in this moment, there will be nothing left to fight for. However, if we introduce hope to this messy equation, we will have everything to fight for.
Holding onto hope means that we believe in a world where bragging about sexual assault is recognised as being unacceptable for anybody, let alone a leader. It means that we believe in a world where everyone's safety is guaranteed whilst walking down the street, regardless of their sex, gender identity, sexual orientation, race, etc.. It means that we believe in a better and safer world for everyone.
Hope gives us a reason to fight. It gives us a reason to get through the pain that we're feeling right now. It gives us a reason to make sure our voices are heard.
In this moment we must look out for each other and ensure that the sparks behind our eyes do not fizzle out. Soon it will be time to turn those sparks into flames and begin turning our hopes into reality.
Have hope. All is not lost.
After all, what harm can hope do?