Let’s start with a confession: I once hid in a bathroom stall for 20 minutes to avoid giving a 3-minute project update. 🚽 Not my finest moment. If you’ve ever felt your throat…
Read moreOkay, let’s start with a confession: I once spilled an iced latte all over a CEO mid-pitch. The room froze. My notes swam in oat milk. And you know what? That became my…
Read moreOkay, let me set the scene: There I was, third in line at Starbucks, rehearsing my “grande oat milk latte” order like it was a Shakespearean soliloquy. My palms were sweaty, my throat…
Read moreOkay honey, let me tell you about the time I completely bombed a job interview by nervously comparing corporate strategy to my cat’s chess-playing skills. 🐈⬛ (Spoiler: Mittens doesn’t play chess.) That cringe-fest…
Read moreOkay, real talk: who else used to have full-blown anxiety attacks at the mere thought of public speaking? 🙋♀️ I’m talking shaky hands, voice cracks that could rival a puberty-stricken boy band singer,…
Read moreOkay, let’s get real for a second. 🫣 Public speaking used to be my worst nightmare. Like, I’d rather run a marathon in heels than stand in front of a crowd and talk….
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