I looked in the mirror tonight and due to a training seminar coming up for work, realized I'm the only female that worked her way into a "man's" position in our particular company. I worked hard to get where I'm at, I deserve this position more than anyone. But if you see me, you'd never guess my position of power. I'm in my mid-30's, look not a year over 25, pierced over 60 different places, body half covered in tattoos, and bright neon pink hair, always dressed like a pinup doll, and skinny as a rail with all the "right" curves. And let's not even mention, I'm diagnosed with a serious mental illness. How'd I get this position? The answer: I'm overqualified and worked my ass off to get here. Suddenly I'm crazy proud, go me! I never needed to be "normal", I just needed to be me 💖💞💕 And corporate America has blessed me insanely. Now just to get those student loans off my back 😬