Some days I think I should just give up and be a housewife.
Marry a rich man.
Have lavish friends.
Be that person.
Because I know I won't be the person I want to be.
I won't reach my dreams.
I dream too big.
But then strangers come along.
This one told me to let people doubt me.
Let them see my failures.
Don’t act like I know what I’m doing if I don’t.
“Because that’s the kind of person that kills people.”
Instead,
“Let them doubt you.
Learn when you don’t know.
And when you have learned;
Prove it.
Show them your paycheck.
And buy them a **** drink.
Because you're a woman, you’ll be doubted even more -
So buy them another.”
That same day, I was talking to another stranger.
He asked how I got into such a prestigious school.
I said because of my background in robotics and their lack of females.
He corrected me, even though he doesn’t know me.
“Don’t think it’s because you’re a girl. It’s because they saw how special you are.”
It’s people like this, that gives me a little more faith.

The moment you worry
About the days which are gone
You create the current warry
About what you couldn't control