🍾 The Confetti Drop

Staring at the ceiling, wondering why this pain is my plot. The weight was crushing...

When the business plan was rejected, I cried at my desk. They Call Them Tears....

Yes, We Had A Moment. The conversation flowed, the laughter was easy, and I know...

The clock ticked, the client cut the budget. My team began to Yell. Panic spread....

The air pressure drops at 8:59 AM. Her heels click the rhythm: The Bitch is...

My offer is on the table. I see the panic in your eyes—the deadline and...

They expect one kind of light, but I am my own Star. Whether I choose...

I know they whisper. They say my career choice is off the Orbit, and my...

They try to stop me. I am the Spring that meets the stone, yet I...

Dealing with a midnight term sheet or a high-stakes valuation, I step in with a...

They talk about my gowns, the jewels, the whole Petit Trianon vibe—calling it "too much."...

I finally landed the job everyone envied, my side hustle was booming, and I got...