Today, I get to write a piece that has lived in my brain, my heart, and my gut for as long as I can remember.

I’ve written many versions of this to arrive here, drafts shaped by a younger me.
The one ...

One year in...

And if I’m honest? I’m still catching my breath.

Launching work that lives in your heart and is stitched together from your story—it’s not a casual kind of brave. It’s the kind of bra...