About Me

 When I was young, I wanted to be so many different things when I grew up. I wanted to be a ballerina, then a doctor, then a teacher, but coming into college, my aim was to ask clients the classic psychoanalytic catch phrase, “And how did that make you feel?” However, my freshman psychology classes began to show it wasn’t exactly going to be the degree for me. I wasn’t excited about much of any of my required courses. I began dragging myself in for career counseling, and telling my advisor that all I really wanted to do was to help and listen to people, groups of them. As I sat through my 75-minute “Introduction to Society” class freshman year, I realized that the career I wanted meant me being the change I wished to see in the world. I wanted to better society in some way. More specifically, I wanted to help women everywhere learn their self- worth and demand to be treated with more respect.

            My mom and my friends are definitely the greatest influences on my time as a social activist. For 14 years, my mom was as a social worker for teen moms at an inner-city high school in our hometown Tucson, Arizona. She took me to work with her more times than I can count and that taught me so many things about staying on a good track in life while I was young. I used to help out in her office and participate in activities with her girls. I listened to their stories and wanted people to tell me how much I helped them the way they talked about my mom helping them. She did everything in her power to make sure those girls had what they needed for school, personal hygiene, and the overall health of them and their babies. I thought back to all of the loving things the girls had to say about my mom and remember that that’s what I want people to say about me. I wanted women that I would work with to feel like I truly helped them.

   As for my new college friends, we had similar interests. It seemed like we were always going to bed too late because we would be up all night “solving the world’s problems” as we liked to say. We mainly talked about women’s issues, getting teens in college, sex education in public schools, ill-behaved children, and race-related topics. The conversation was always encouraging to me. It fueled my passion for progress and made me think up new ways to make a difference in our ever-changing society. These late night heart-to-hearts gave birth to an activist dream one of my best friends and I began thinking seriously about.

A nutty, late night spent devising our plans for society.

  We thought “how cool would it be to open a center for women to teach them self-love and independence." Someday in the future, I'll make that dream come true, but until that day, I'll continue to do my best to show women how awesome their lives can be when they are living it just for themselves!