i lost my confidence.

and i’m still trying to find it.

somewhere in my world, in my mind and my brain- is a woman who knows her value intrinsically. i know what i am capable of- and im self assured because one the constant of my life has been my extreme work ethic.

i hustle like there’s not a second left. if i have to work 90 hours a week, i will (and have). if i have work 4 jobs, 7 days a week, i will (and have).

my secret to success was always simple: exceptional effort births exceptional outcomes.

i don’t believe in shortcuts, i don’t like pyramid schemes- i typically opt to take the difficult path first, so that i know how to navigate. literally and metaphorically.

but i wont lie- when i stepped down from my role as co-founder/president of the worlds first trans district- a project i dedicated my entire being to, obsessed over and designed every program, every initiative, every flag painting- with the consideration of every detail- i thought the world would open new opportunity for me.

it didn’t- it did, sort of, but not in any way i had planned or hoped.

no one wants to hire an executive director- and i somehow missed that memo.

no one wants to hire someone more visible than them- and i missed that memo too.