OUT ON THE HILL is the official blog of the Victory Congressional Interns. Views expressed do not necessarily reflect those of LGBTQ+ Victory Institute. Learn more about the internship at victoryinstitute.org/vci.
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As my internship comes to a close, I’m filled with overlapping emotions. I’m disappointed that my time in D.C. has come to an end, but I’m hopeful about my future in public service. Most of all, I’m grateful for the opportunity that Victory has granted me, and I’m particularly thankful for my spectacular cohort. These feelings—disappointment, hope, and gratitude—formed my experience this summer, so it’s only fair that I explore them in depth.
Disappointment was no stranger to me during my internship. As a recovering perfectionist, entering new environments challenges my essence. I came into Capitol Hill wanting to immediately be good at everything. I wanted to have great constituent calls, tend to voicemails flawlessly, write amazing memos, and coordinate projects seamlessly. I quickly learned that this wasn’t possible. I did not know how to perfectly respond to constituent concerns, or write a perfect memo. I had to learn how to do these things from my colleagues. Rather than let it hinder me, my disappointment fueled me to ask the right questions and to accomplish tasks to the best of my ability.
Hope waxed and waned during my time as an intern. There were days that felt very meaningful—like when I shadowed Congresswoman Crockett during an Oversight hearing, getting a front-row seat to her work. These days, the future felt so bright, as I saw changemakers advocate for their constituents and American welfare. Some days also felt dim—like the week following the presidential debate (I never wanted to touch a phone again). During these moments, I found myself questioning the purpose of my work. What can I do to positively impact the world? How can I possibly influence the future?
Over the past eight weeks, I often asked people how they maintain hope in their work. If everything feels like it’s falling apart, if oppressive forces seem to be strengthening at every turn, how do you motivate yourself to continue fighting for what’s right? I received invigorating perspectives on the continuous fight for progress. Commitment to community, commitment to advocacy, and commitment to collective advancement drives public service. And while some lose sight of that during their careers, it’s clear that authentic care drives substantive change.
Above all, I overflow with gratitude as I reflect on my time in D.C. I’m incredibly fortunate to have the support of the Victory Institute and my intern cohort. The friendships I’ve made have been life-changing, and I am excited to see what my fellow interns end up doing. Of course, I’m immensely grateful for the professional connections that I’ve cultivated over the summer. The advice I’ve received from my staffers has been invaluable, and I’m comforted to know that I can turn to anyone in my circle for support in the future. Lastly, I’m grateful for my commitment to myself, my work that has gotten me here, and my resolve that carries me into the future.
