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I’m About To Become So F — king Powerful
A letter to my future self
To my future self —
I don’t know how many years it will take for me to become you, but I’m working hard to close the distance between us as quickly as possible.
For someone who hasn’t even turned 30 yet, you’ve been through some extraordinary things. Things that other people in their twenties can’t even relate to or comprehend.
In the span of two decades you’ve managed to overcome childhood adversity and reckon with a diagnosis of C-PTSD and ADHD, uncovering parts of your shadow self that others would have fled from. You’ve also gotten through chronic illness and major surgeries after years of medical gaslighting and sexism preventing you from getting diagnosed in the first place.
You survived moving to a new state at the age of twenty, dead broke, living on free meals with each shift at your first job and dollar store snacks. During that time you somehow won not one but two fellowships for young women in STEM, getting to travel around the country and write about science.
You built a massive online following and wrote trending articles that had men sending seething hate to your inbox for daring to question their assumed superiority. People used to stop you on the street to tell you they…
