When I think about the course of my life, I liken it to an ocean. Seemingly endless. At times, turbulent. Other times, calm and peaceful – nothing short of a breeze. It's a constant ebb and flow. A continuous state of flux.
Throughout your years of struggle, you quickly learn that as soon as you think you've been granted some sort of certainty by way of securing the bag in education, or the entry level job you've been wanting, that deluxe apartment in the sky – you feel you've made it. I haven't quite felt that epiphany just yet, but I feel I'm close to it. Closer than I've ever been.
At times of discomfort and of uncertainty, writing saved me from myself and made me feel safe enough to accept that my life would be about the journey overall, not a destination.
I was just 23 years old when I was offered an opportunity to be a sex contributor for xoNecole after penning a sexually expressive blog as part of a blogger writer challenge. I had been so afraid to write this piece, but I took the plunge and was rewarded greatly. I now had my first gig with a media outlet.
At the age of 26, I am now the site's managing editor. I'm just now settling into my new role, but you could not have told me at the age of 23, that I'd be helping to run a thriving digital media outlet that uplifts and empowers the next black woman. It was just a year ago, that I had no idea where my career was headed, but I was reminded that at 25, Elaine Welteroth became the first black beauty director in Conde Naste 72 year history. At age 29, she stepped into her coveted role as Editor In Chief at Teen Vogue and that helped me keep my eye squarely focused on my own journey as a writer in the digital space.
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