2025, the year I graduated.

The year I also realized the papers I earned wasn’t the promise I was sold.

The year I understood college was breeding me into an obedient employee.

The year I decided I didn’t want to climb a corporate ladder to feed this greedy machine.

The year I realized compliance was never my calling.

The year I found a community that actually builds instead of waits; a community that isn’t just about money.

The year I decided I don’t just want to observe this mission, but push it forward.

The year I learned you don’t need permission or a title.

The year I learned you can just do things.

The year I felt God’s presence more clearly than ever before.

To 2025, you were chaotic, uncomfortable, and unexpectedly life-changing.