I had thrown myself into activism as a way of transforming my trauma from something negative into something actionable and positive. But the healing process is lifelong and not linear. I received so much praise for the work I did on campus and in the community to raise awareness and offer messages of hope and inspiration. And while the hope existed, the pain and the grief from what I had experienced and what I had lost was also real, no matter how much I tried to ignore it. I didn’t want to admit when I was triggered or struggling because I felt like I was letting my perpetrator win. But, what we resist persists. Ignoring our pain does not rid us of it.