I joined the Labour Party around a year ago. I joined to shape the Labour Party into the organisation that I want it to become, the organisation that I think I could vote for - and the organisation that could win general elections, to do right by the people of this country. A year on, I do not see this party as one that I want to be part of.
The country needs a strong and united Labour Party, it needs a clear-headed and progressive plan for Brexit, it needs hope. If the Labour Party can pull itself together and provide this, it has the chance to shape the future of our nation for decades to come. If it cannot raise itself to the challenge, we may be in serious trouble.
I am proud to be part of the 48.2%. I am proud to stand up for what I believe in, and I'm proud to be part of an age demographic in which the majority voted Remain. I am passionate enough to fight the opinions of those who don't agree with me, and to hope for more than what we have been left with in 2016. I believe in the EU, and I believe we can choose to overcome. This is what it's like in the 48.2%.
Perhaps the stolen camaraderie led me into my chosen profession - emergency medicine. The siege mentality, punishing rotas and huge reliance on teamwork made me feel like I belong somewhere. Sadly with the unrelenting workload and no sign of empathy from up high, I can feel myself drifting. For now, the search continues.
Where do I go next? What does the future have in store for me? What career will I have for the rest of my life? These are just an array of questions I ask myself from time to time, and now with the second year of my degree in full swing, alarm bells have started ringing as these questions need to be answered.
These unconventional dishes may seem completely bizarre and perhaps stomach-churning to us now, but in the future they could help to solve a global food crisis. Over the next 35 years, the world's population is expected to exceed nine billion, meaning there will be an extra two billion hungry mouths to feed.