As a young woman of color raised by a single mother, there have been many instances where I’ve faced immense adversity in various places within my community. Growing up in Oklahoma there have been numerous times where I’ve been the only brown face in the room, there have been times where I’ve been the woman in the room, the only voice from a marginalized community, and so on and so forth. Being “the only” something or someone in rooms or meeting supposedly at the forefront of social change and innovation is often disheartening and very reflective of the current state of The United States. However, when I am in a space where people who look like me, or have the same ideologies as me aren’t being adequately represented, I always draw on my grit
