04/05/2026
This might not be new to me, but I will never allow it to be normalized.
Someone asked, “Anong ginagawa mo? Paano mo napapa-oo ang mga boss ko?”
I answered,
“Wala akong ginagawa. Pero ang mga may ginawa sa akin, wala na sila.”
Earlier that day, he even said, “Dapat gawin kitang consultant. Hindi ko naisip ‘yon ah.”
Because instead of just answering, I gave him a system. A program. A direction.
Then he asked again,
“Paano mo nagagawa ‘yon? Okay ka sa lahat—from mga tao namin, to middle managers, hanggang sa mga boss?”
(I changed some details. Not because I’m hiding it, but because this is bigger than people think. Unti-unti lang.)
And honestly, that wasn’t even the worst part of my April.
No matter how strong I try to be, how much I fight for justice, how angry I get, or how much I cry, it still hurts.
It follows me.
It affects me every single day.
It crushed my spirit.
It crushed my confidence.
I cried more times than I can count.
Sometimes the only place I could release it was with my girl best friend, just to let it out… then continue with my life.
Because I have to.
And maybe the hardest part of all this
is proving that I am more than what they see.
But I’ve realized something.
I am not here to shrink just to make people comfortable.
I am not here to explain my worth to those who refuse to see it.
To every woman who has been questioned, judged, or reduced to her appearance, you are not the problem.
Your work.
Your mind.
Your impact.
They will speak louder than any assumption.
One day, they will stop questioning you.
Not because they understand,
but because your results will leave them no choice but to accept you.
That a woman can lead.
No explanation needed.
