Gaby Pacheco is director of advocacy, communications and development for TheDream.US.

I don’t think I’ve slept well since Donald Trump won the 2016 election after promising to “immediately” rescind the Deferred Action for Childhood Arrivals program. It actually took him until that September.

Now I’ve been waking nervously at night for months, awaiting the Supreme Court ruling on his action. Every morning I would get up and tell the tired face I saw in the mirror: No matter what happens, remember, DACA was never the end goal.

Not that it wasn’t an important step — and for me, it was personal. In 2010, along with three friends, I walked from Miami to Washington, D.C., to ask President Barack Obama to stop deporting “dreamers”: people who, like me, had been brought to this country as children and were not able to become citizens, or even legal residents. I helped create the immigrant youth organization United We Dream. I became the group’s lead negotiator and political director, and when Obama established DACA in June 2012, we counted it as a huge victory. I was thrilled to see the long lines — they seemed to stretch for miles — in Chicago, New York, Los Angeles, Miami — lines of people waiting to get legal help with filling out the forms that would change their lives.