My voice is my own. When I am quiet, it is because I want to be. When I am loud, it is not out of rebellion. My voice is not a reaction to you. It's an expression of me.

I have scars. They are not ugly. There is no need for shame. My scars are part of my story.

I am a woman regardless if I am the woman you think I should be.

My family may have expectations of me, but in the end, I have to be the one at peace with my choices.

It is perfectly fine if I prioritize my career aspirations over having a child. Not every woman wants to be a mother, and that is okay.

No one can take away my heritage or history. At the same time, it is up to me to discover and embrace that knowledge.

I work hard and deserve to be valued and treated with respectat work.

My kindness is not naivety. It is a strength not to be messed with.

I radiate with the light that all women share. I cherish that light and acknowledge it in every woman I pass.