I left Portland a day before Trump became president-elect. I was torn with emotions - I wanted to be a part of the women's march. I wanted to document everything on that day. I spent every day on my trip shooting photos and I just missed out on a moment in time that was so important for so many reasons. I left the U.S angry. I came home and reflected on my time overseas as a whole and wondered if it would be the same upon my return. I've been pushing for inspiration since I've been home and I've gone through periods of total inspiration and periods of absolutely none. I'm constantly up and down. When I'm down, I think about how that was a pivotal month in my life. I'm really grateful for it. I'm still trying to push myself in what seems to be the right direction, but have moments of self-doubt and anxiety over whether I'll be as inspired as I was back then -- but I look back at these photos and I realise I'll be just fine.