About
I walked the safe path once, a decade of certainty, yet hollow inside. So I left. Not knowing where it would take me, only knowing I couldn’t stay. I fell often. Tried shortcuts. Mistook speed for progress. And in those stumbles, I learned patience was the real teacher. If failure was certain, would I still choose this path? Yes. Because I found joy not in outcomes, but in the act of building, writing, guiding, becoming. Pausing gave me clarity. Struggle gave me strength. Slowness gave me speed. My story isn’t about winning or losing. It’s about showing up for the things I’d do even if no one clapped. And through it all, one truth remains: no one comes to save you. You learn to save yourself.
