When I graduated from nursing school, my best friends showed up with their support and this sign.
I remember there was no better feeling than seeing a group of women I loved standing up for me.
Girls in their twenties get a bad rap. Dare I say this was the time in my life I felt the most supported by my same gender.
Because somewhere along the line women are introduced to the wrong side of competition called scarcity. Meaning that if one of us succeeds, another doesn’t. I see this a lot in the writing world. If one author gets a hit, the others start scrambling, analyzing their numbers, and pushing out inauthentic content to keep up.
But honestly, it’s everywhere. We compare bodies, businesses, even our own mothering.
This idea of scarcity is sad, and also completely unfounded. We are not on survivor island. There’s not a limited amount of words and awards …