The day after the Presidential Election felt like the aftermath of a hurricane; the feeling of shock, sadness, and anger. The eerie quiet throughout the streets and my college campus. I cried throughout the entire morning because I knew that life was about to become a lot harder. Still, I made a promise that day; that I’d do everything in my power to stand up for my rights as well as the rights of others. So when I saw the Women’s March event on Facebook a few weeks later, I knew that I was going to keep good on that promise.