I stuttered a lot growing up. My speech ability was far below average, according to my teachers at the time. They recommended speech therapy, but my parents couldn’t afford it. So, I stayed silent. I couldn’t bear the ridicule—the rolling eyes, the impatient sighs, the way people walked away as ...

I Must Have Been Around 13 or 14 Years Old Every day after school, I’d slip in through the backdoor of our shed, park my bicycle, and pull a long skirt over my shorts. It was summertime, but my parents had made it clear—I wasn’t allowed to wear shorts. They didn’t want me showing any leg at scho...

    It was my tenth interview in two years. Nine rejections later, my self-confidence was in shambles. And yet, here I was again—trying to prove that I was capable and deserving of more. When I graduated from one of the most prestigious universities in the world, I assumed landing a promotion wo...