Sometimes I feel like I’m standing in front of a closed door… not locked, just waiting.
I just finished high school, and everyone keeps asking me what’s next. I always say the same thing: I want to be a lawyer. And I mean it with my whole heart. I imagine myself defending people, speaking with confidence, wearing that black blazer like it’s armor.
But dreams are expensive.
Right now, I don’t have the money to start law school. And yeah… that hurts a little when I think about it too much. But I also believe something very deeply — this is not the end of my story. It’s just the pause before the breakthrough.
I’ve been learning how powerful social media can be. Maybe one day, the same platforms where I post my photos and thoughts will help me pay for my career. Maybe this door in front of me isn’t blocking me… maybe it’s teaching me patience.
Today I’m barefoot. Tomorrow I’ll be walking into courtrooms.
And I won’t forget these moments — when I had nothing but faith and a stubborn dream.
