My first word was no, that had to be an indicator of who I would become. I have always been a handful; incredibly independent and unbelievably stubborn.
As an adult, I am still trying to find my footing, my place in the world. I am the first person to admit that I am flawed, but I make no excuses for who I am or what I have become. I carry around a healthy amount of self-doubt, but most days I take pride in who I am.
I am loyal, driven, passionate, resilient, powerful, a force to reckoned with. I am far from lucky, but I am blessed. I have thick skin but a big heart. I am, who I am, I will grow but never change.