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.







