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Black women in corporate spaces are often welcomed with enthusiasm, praised for our credentials, and positioned as exactly what the company needs. Until something shifts. The feedback becomes vague. The room gets colder. Conversations happen without us. And eventually, many of us find ourselves quietly removed from workplaces we once believed we belonged in. This…
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Yesterday I was speaking with a new team member and learned that an opportunity I was told I was being vetted for had already been given to someone else. No formal conversation. No acknowledgment. I just happened to hear it in passing, like a line dropped between scenes that I was never meant to catch.…
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Perimenopause wasn’t something that was actively on my radar when it hit. If I’m being honest, I didn’t even know it was a thing before I found myself deep in the throes of the hormonal chaos it rained down on me. I thought menopause was it.That somewhere around 50 I’d buckle up for a wild…
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The edges of the person I’m becoming are starting to appear. The shape feels vaguely familiar, yet entirely new. I don’t know exactly where I’m headed — but I’m paying attention, and for now, that feels like enough.
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I’ve believed in reincarnation for most of my life. And whenever the topic comes up — casually, philosophically, half-jokingly — I’ve always said the same thing: I want to come back as a Black woman again. Lately, however, as I find myself deep in the trenches of perimenopause, I would like to formally revise that…
By Adreanna 