What would you tell your 14 -year -old self?

I would tell my 14 -year -old self that you are more than your accomplishments. You are more than what you can do, or what you can be, or what you can deliver. You are more than all the things that are supposed to be representative of success. I spent a lot of my childhood constantly trying to prove that I was worth something by like being an overachiever, getting straight A's, getting involved in everything, because I thought that was the only way to prove my worth, or that I was still worth paying attention to when I wasn't doing those things. So I would say, you are more than all of those things you are lovable just for who you are.

What is the best advice you've been given?

The most profound advice I've received is the realization that many truths can coexist, even if they seem contradictory. I've learned that I can love someone deeply while acknowledging that our paths might not align. This insight taught me the power of acceptance. Once I let go of rigid categories of right and wrong, I understood the complexity of life. Nothing is purely black or white; everything holds shades of gray. Instead of forcing situations into predefined boxes, I've embraced the concept of 'what is.' This shift made me more adaptable, open, and less conflicted. I've become focused on learning and growing from every experience, accepting them for what they are, and appreciating the lessons they bring. Life, I've realized, is about embracing the multiplicity of truths and finding growth in every moment.

Share an experience or a piece of advice that would lift other women up and empower them.

I recall a time when I worked at a video game company, managing a substantial project. The environment was daunting, filled with testosterone and rapid-fire conversations about topics I knew little about. Despite my initial intimidation, I swiftly moved up the ranks, eventually being promoted to a director role. The first meeting in my new position was overwhelming; I hesitated, sitting against the wall, feeling out of place. A fellow woman in the room, one of the few, noticed my hesitation. She pulled me to the table, insisting that I belonged there.

At that moment, I realized I had a right to that seat. I had been chosen for this position because someone believed in me, and I needed to step up. My advice to others is simple: have a seat at the table. Recognize that you are where you're supposed to be. Imposter syndrome may creep in, making you doubt your presence, but that doubt isn't yours to carry. It's the result of external pressures. Push that seat forward, not just for yourself but for other women too. Empower and uplift each other, just as that woman did for me. Remember, you are more than enough; claim your place and make room for others to do the same.