Authenticity
How the Non-Stellar Intern Got Her Groove Back: A Reflection on Progress Made in My Second Year of OB/GYN Residency
If you haven’t already, check out my blog post from a year ago, “The Good, the Bad, and the Downright Ugly: An Honest Reflection of My Intern Year of Ob/Gyn Resident”. When life hands you lemons, make the sourest batch…
The Misadventures of a Silent Black Girl: Creating Your Own Professional Ideal Part 2
If you haven’t already done so, please first read “The Misadventures of a Silent Black Girl: Creating Your Own Professional Ideal Part 1”. The burden that black women and many others in the non-majority carry is heavy, and it can…
The Misadventures of a Silent Black Girl: Creating Your Own Professional Ideal Part 1
My best friend (shortly after starting her residency): “I’m working on looking like a doctor.”Me: “Girl! What?! You ARE a doctor. A doctor is however YOU look.”Her: “You know what! You’re SO right!” Here we are, again and again, two…
The Good, the Bad, and the Downright Ugly: An Honest Reflection of My Intern Year of Ob/Gyn Residency
“Residency is perfect for my physical, mental, and emotional health,” said no intern doctor anywhere…ever (if you find one, I’d love to meet this unicorn). Intern year has been a disturbingly chaotic mix of the good, the bad, and the…
LAUNCH WEEK DAY 4 BONUS POST – From the Projects to the Ivy League Part 2: How I Learned to Apply the Best of Both My Worlds
From my earlier post today, “From the Projects to the Ivy League Part 1: How I Grew Up”, the story continues… Leveling Up I cannot say exactly what happened to make me this way, but for as long as I…
LAUNCH WEEK DAY 4 – From the Projects to the Ivy League Part 1: How I Grew Up
In my Launch Week Day 2 post, “Self-Care is the Best Care Part 2: The Best Lesson of the Worst Year of my Life”, I briefly touched on how conflicted I felt while trying to succeed in the Ivy League…
LAUNCH WEEK DAY 1 – My First Post: The Beginning of the Rest of My Life
I feel as though these days that I am currently experiencing are the end of a very formative chapter in my life and the beginning of the boldly beautiful unknown that is the rest of my life. Last month, I…