If there was ever a week when I needed mental strength, it's been this week. It's been a week of one step forward and three steps back as I've fought to make my voice heard in a world of men, picked up the pieces of someone else's mistakes, waited for truth to find its way to the top of a very messy situation and tried desperately to walk in the footsteps of both confidence and humility. In the quiet of my four walls, I've cried, stomped, and wrestled through a sea of egos, including my own, and contemplated how even a well-meaning cluster of humanity has the ability to hurt so many in its path. How it tarnishes and rusts a foundation. How it can swallow us whole in the sea of emotions if we let it. But we can't let it. Because what we do and how we do it Continue Reading