It has now been more than a week since the massacre in Paris, and I'm not going to lie - I'm still in shock and disbelief over what happened. It's been a constant flood of emotions, and I'm still trying to process them in coherent thoughts. But the question on everyone's minds now is - what next?
It's clear that the attacks have produced the results they wanted - Europe is in a state of panic and extreme vigilant security. Our daily lives are being altered out of this obsessive fear, and the delicate balance between security and liberty is tipping in favour of the former. From tighter border controls to closing down metros, it's clear that terror does win - at least for a while.
After Paris, I've been asked a million times if I'm more afraid of travelling. But in all honesty, why should I be? The way things are right now, going to a concert is just as dangerous as boarding an airplane. Even the simple act of having a coffee with friends can be a "brave" move. So why should I not travel, why should I stop living my life, just because a few idiots have decided that killing in the name of an invisible man in the sky is honourable?
I'm not saying you shouldn't be afraid - I know I am. The attacks have affected me more than I'd like to admit. I fear for my friends all over Europe, I feel a shiver down my spine whenever I hear of new attacks, be it in Beirut, Hannover, or Syria. Fear is natural, and it is an instinct that helps us survive. But living in constant fear of the unknown is what they want - and I'm not letting them have it.
After Paris, I found that life goes on. Yes, it's scarred and forever changed by what happened, but it's still the beautiful life we're lucky enough to have. I'm embracing it and all our freedoms and opportunities, and I hope you do too.