I laid across a mattress on my floor
in my one-bedroom apartment,
frustrated with all the sexual violence
that I saw in my community.
I pulled out a piece of paper,
and I wrote "Me Too" on the top of it,
and I proceeded
to write out an action plan
for building a movement
based on empathy between survivors
that would help us feel like we can heal,
that we weren't the sum total
of the things that happened to us.
Possibility is a gift, y'all.
It births new worlds,
and it births visions.
I know some of y'all are tired,
because I'm tired.
I'm exhausted,
and I'm numb.
Those who came before us
didn't win every fight,
but they didn't let it kill their vision.
It fueled it.
So I can't stop,
and I'm asking you not to stop either.
We owe future generations
a world free of sexual violence.
I believe we can build that world.