My Belly or My Hair?

I know one thing for sure: I look like a totally different person and instantly gain acceptance, attention, and the assumption that I am what my educational and professional skills say that I am and even more.

(I Think) I’m a Fraud

I was 30,000 feet in the sky, on a private plane, surrounded by white men old enough to be my dad - when it hit me: this table wasn’t made for me, but I snatched a seat for myself anyway.

My Student Debt Sent Me to Therapy

This point in my debt-free journey wasn’t just incredibly discouraging because of a lack of progress, I was anxious and ashamed. I started having panic attacks regularly and was constantly checking my bank balances and Nelnet account. My friends and roommate seemed irritated because I never wanted to hang out anymore.