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24/07/2024

Previous generations, like the older end of Boomers and before, were appropriately incentivized to stay in jobs they hated.

Seriously. Their systems were built so that it didn’t matter if you liked your job because there was a bigger picture.

They could look forward to a retirement that the company they hated was basically fully paying for.

Really. That’s the biggest difference.

If you got a full-time job as late as the 70s, you could look forward to a full pension after whatever period of time was agreed upon or at retirement age. A full pension meant you got some portion of your total salary, sometimes as much as 90 or 100 percent, that you could live on when you retired.

Our current retirement default, the 401k, only creates the same loyalty in the smallest, least sufficient way. Sometimes, your match goes up when you’ve been at a company for a certain amount of time. They might match up to 3 or 6 percent. The idea is that money grows overtime and can, in theory, replace a pension, but there is no guarantee that it will literally cover your full salary.

The only way to really amp up those retirement savings is to keep moving to jobs that pay more.

Don’t write a pension resume in a 401k world. We don’t always have the luxury of staying at a job for a long time because the pot of gold isn’t at the end of the rainbow. Your pension couldn’t always travel with you. Your 401k can… to a job that pays you more.

We do not have the same incentive to stay at companies that some of our parents and grandparents had, and we should stop treating people as if they're disloyal for understanding that.

If you want loyal employees, give them a reason to be loyal.

22/07/2024

It really is that simple. LFG.

12/07/2024

You are not my competition.

Noooope.

Even if you’re in the exact same field that I’m in, providing the same services, we’re not competition.

I have no desire to take the business that puts food on your table, even if I also need to have food on my table.

We can both eat. We can also build longer tables and invite more people to hang.

There is enough to go around.

I have a women’s community. There are a fair amount of women’s communities. Guess what? We need more. We need women and femmes to have places where they feel comfortable and seen, and if you want to build one too, I support you. If you already have one, I support you. I will hype you. I will share your information with everyone that it applies to even if that means they come hang with you and not me.

I run a telehealth company and I advise telehealth companies. Guess what? We need more of them. We need more of them who work with other consultants who aren’t me, who have clin ops people who aren’t me, who make more options available to MY patients. We need that. We need more accessibility, not less because I'm worried that my patients might like you better.

The people who want us to believe that everything is competitive are the same people who have had control of the market and their own destinies for-ev-er. They benefit from in-fighting because it means that few of us believe we can succeed.

Um, candidly, screw that.

You’re here and I’m here and we’re going to be here together and can I help you be here because we need you here.

I'm scooting over. Grab a chair.

09/07/2024

I have no idea how many of my team members went to college.

Or where.

I vaguely know where they have worked before. I’m sure we’ve talked about it at some point.

No idea if they’ve voluntarily taken sabbaticals or had job gaps that were unplanned.

I have no idea because it doesn’t matter to me.

I’m sure there was some reference on their resumes, but the 0.15 seconds I spent looking at that is not going to cement in my brain.

There are some jobs that require licensure. Please go to the appropriate schooling for those. I’ll check for that because duh.

But the rest of it? Proud of you for putting in the work, but in my experience, it doesn’t make you a better employee, a smarter person or a more reliable team member.

I have hired people with ALL the right skills on paper who didn’t make it through the first week. I have hired people who were technically too green to know a dang thing who were running their teams in no time.

You need critical thinking skills. I can teach almost everything else if you have those.

I am never impressed by a resume. I am often impressed by people, and rarely for anything that jumps out on paper.

Which of my team members have college degrees?

Shrug.

You’d have to ask them. I don’t care.

06/07/2024

Leadership is way less complicated than we make it out to be.

Sure, there are complex strategies that you can employ and it’s not a gig for the faint of heart, but the fundamentals are pretty simple.

Hire smart people and get out of the way.

Really. That’s it.

Support them the way they need it. Give them the resources that they need to succeed. Show up when the ish hits the fan.

But mostly, stay out of the way. You hired them for a reason.

04/07/2024

The world turned upside down.

Or he played the violin, if ya nasty.

03/07/2024

He was sitting next to me in my hospital room.

I had just had my first child, but she wasn’t with me.

She was in the NICU, where they take babies who make their grand entrance 6 weeks early.

He was in his wheelchair. I think he was excited to be there, but it was hard to tell at that point. He got sicker by the day, but there was no one that he wanted more in this world than this baby. He was not one to cover up his excitement, so his muted responses were off-putting in a way that I now only understand as foreboding.

He was still my dad, though. He still came and stayed. He still waited with me just like he would have any time, even though his body didn’t have that much more to give.

I laid in bed to rest and probably recover from the shock of so much of this. The room was quiet except for the television that was on low. It was just us.

Out of nowhere, he spoke up: “Some women get a transient depression after having a baby. It’s treatable. If it happens, just let me know and we’ll take care of it.”

And that was it. That’s all he said. No big deal. We’ll take care of it. It helped that he was a psychiatrist, but in that moment, he was just my dad.

I was well-informed on the realities of postpartum depression. I knew what to look for, and I was no stranger to anxiety. It was basically my longest relationship. That said, even with the arsenal of information about what could happen, what he said mattered.

It mattered because he didn’t want me to be scared by it.

It mattered because he was letting me know he was watching for it.

It mattered because he wanted me to know that he wouldn’t let it happen if he saw it.

It mattered because it was validating. These things happen no matter who you are and how good you are at motherhood.

It mattered because he was my dad and he was preparing for bad things while celebrating good things.

All of it mattered even though I was informed enough that he could have just let it go.

A few weeks later I showed up at his house in tears because my baby was still in the NICU and I was exhausted and everything was terrible.

And he just said, “Okay. We can handle this.”

And he did.

30/06/2024

I hate the phrase “It’s just business.”

It’s a cop-out.

Anyone who tells you that business is unemotional and not personal wants to absolve themselves from guilt for screwing someone else over.

It’s unemotional for them because they choose to not feel bad.

It’s an excuse that makes it okay to do the wrong thing by humans.

It’s never “just business” when people get harmed.

Anyone who tells you otherwise is trying to pass off the emotional labor of whatever crummy thing they’re about to do.

It's never "just business."

27/06/2024

Sweeeeeet Caroline—

Cue a five-year-old yell-singing BAM BAM BAH.

Launching a new company is scary and exhausting.

If I’m being honest, the excitement of started something new has been heavily tempered by my frustrations with the previous year.

It feels wasted in a lot of ways. I was focused on the wrong things, and it means that my companies were working on the wrong projects. We should be building off that years growth, but in a lot of ways, we’re really starting over.

I trusted the wrong people and gave them too much of my mind. If you know me, you know that having my mind also means having my heart.

2024 so far has been a hard reset in every sense. My brain is free to focus on growing our programs but every success we’ve had has been watered down by this feeling of regret that we “wasted” a year. Where would we be if we made different choices?

Even with this heckin’ successful launch of a new company that I could not be more proud of, there has been a black cloud over my head.

I took a break from rumination and paperwork and patient management yesterday to make sure the kids were getting ready for bed. They were not. Instead, I found them and their dad having what can only be described as an oldies dance party in the basement.

The music was loud. The giggles were bordering on shrieks. Someone was definitely going to puke from all the spinning.

A small hand grabbed mind and yelled, “SPIN ME MOM,” as Sister Sledge boomed. Next came The Temptations, sung directly to, in fact, my girls. There was Jimmy Buffet. Smoky Robinson. The California Raisins.

We danced and sang and laughed and played at a party that I didn’t even realize I was invited to. I taught them when to yell “So good, so good, so good,” as Neil Diamond joined the chat.

It hit me as I literally caught my breath. I absolutely was focused on the wrong things. Even that day, as I was technically focused on the things that I feel like we should have been doing last year, I was still focused on the wrong things.

No matter how my day at work is, there are always two small humans ready for a dance party who will remember that dance party long after I have forgotten about the bad days. They’ll hear Sweet Caroline and know they learned it while pushing off bedtime just a little bit.

We need to feed these kids. We need to pay our staff. We need to grow. We need to work hard to make all of that happen. We will make mistakes, but as long as we can do all of those things, we are iterating and changing and learning.

But we also need dance parties in the basement because every minute with small humans who want to spend that time with you is borrowed.

Everything else is extra.

So good, so good, so good.

24/06/2024

Happy employees work harder.

Why is that so hard for companies to understand?

If you can't think of any other reason to invest in company culture, it's a heck of a good business decision.

There are plenty of other good reasons, but this is like the bare minimum.

People who like where they work, do more for their work.

That doesn't mean go out and buy a bunch of ping pong tables and nap pods.

It means creating a supportive, transparent environment based on actionable empathy.

And if you can't do that, then don't wonder why your employees won't go above and beyond and treat it like "just a job."

It is just a job if you treat your people like just another employee.

Goes both way, my dudes.

21/06/2024

I’m a professional.

I want to work with other professionals.

If you show up to a meeting covered in tattoos, wearing casual clothes, and sporting vibrant, unnatural hair, I’m going to have something to say.

Mostly, I will probably ask if you mind telling me about your tattoos because they’re a part of you and likely important to you.

I am going to tell you that I LOVE tattoos, but I’m too much of a chicken to get one.

I’m SURE I will admire your fantastic hairstyle.

And then, I’ll treat you like anyone else because what you look like has zero bearing on your ability to do a job, and I could not care less.

If you can do the job and show up with empathy and kindness, you’re professional.

It’s not that complex.

18/06/2024

ThIS DoEsNT BeLOnG oN LinKeDIn.

Yeah, I get that a lot.

Here's the thing, if you think women's rights are not an employment issue, then you don't think women are equal in the workplace.

And, here's something that will really blow your mind, did you know that there are people who have literally made women's rights their job?

I know, I know. Why would such an unimportant, not employment-related issue have people who get paid to focus on it, right?

They work in policy or law or HR or research or journalism or some aligned field and they specialize in pay disparities, elevating the voices of women, equity in the workplace, improving conditions, etc.

Related: I'm also releasing a line of women's rights NFTs.

You know... because they're imaginary.

(That's a joke. Don't @ me Crypto Bros.)

Anyway, these discussions belong here because women belong here. It's not political. It's not personal. It's half of the population.

I've got an inbox full of women who tell me daily that they are made to feel like they have to work harder, do more, and be more impressive than their male counterparts, and that, my friend, is both an employment and a women's rights issue.

No sarcasm font detected.

❤️

15/06/2024

It’s okay to leave a job after a few months if it’s not the right fit, regardless what “career experts” will tell you.

It’s okay to stay at a job you don’t love for the security and benefits, regardless what the “lifestyle experts” will tell you.

It’s okay to be happy with a 9-5 only, regardless what the “hustle experts” will tell you.

It’s okay to chase a dream that others don’t understand, regardless what the “business experts” will tell you.

It’s okay to be cautious with your ideas rather than investing it all, regardless what the “all-in experts” will tell you.

Blaze your own trail, even if it’s highly traditional. People who preach their path as the only path are not who you want to listen to.

12/06/2024

Doing your best every day is not your best.

It’s not possible.

If you’re doing your best every day, then that’s your norm.

You can’t have a goal to work at 100 percent every day. Capacity changes. It comes and goes with situations, projects, health, wellness and a million other nuanced things that affect what we are capable of on the regular.

You can do as much as you are capable of in that moment in time. That’s sometimes unpredictable, but it’s reality.

This idea that you can wake up every day at 4:30, do your cold plunge, churn out hours of work before 8 a.m. and grow your business by 100 percent every day is not only impossible but it’s inhumane.

There will be days of more and days of less.

There is nothing wrong with that. In fact, there is everything right with that.

09/06/2024

There is a never ending balancing act for women between “enough” and “not too much.”

And I don’t mean that in staying between the lines.

I mean that we are both expected to do all the things while not offending anyone with our talent, skills, confidence, capabilities, critical thinking skills or general exhaustion with the environments we’re forced into.

Here’s the thing:

You are, without hesitation, both.

You are enough. You are enough with everything you juggle, every expectation you carry and every pressure you put on yourself.

You’re enough just as you are, without doing more, taking on more, shouldering the burden of more.

You’re enough no matter how far you feel you missed the mark or how hard you mastered everything today.

You’re enough without lifting a finger. You’re enough by existence.

But you’re also not too much.

You’re not too big, too opinionated, too bossy, too intimidating, too controlling, too anything. You’re not too big a presence.

You don’t have to shrink to fit to make anyone else happy. Stay whole and let them choke.

The reality is, that we live in a daily balancing act of trying to remind ourselves that we are whole and enough as we are AND that we should not have to be less to exist happily.

And it’s so hard to feel like you’ve hit the right balance of those scales.

You’re enough and you’re not too much.

You should neither be crushed by the expectations of anyone else nor oppressed by the thoughts that ring through your own head.

How is it possible to feel like you’re getting anything right when those two parts of you feel like they’re in direct conflict?

I still haven’t mastered it, but I’m working on it every day.

Who do you listen to?

Start with community. They’re the only people who regularly keep me on track.

And, of course, I’m here if you need me.

You’re enough. You’re not too much.

You’re perfect and entirely not. It’s why we like you.

06/06/2024

If you ever need someone to hype you up, I’m there.

If you’re going out to buy your first dress, and you need someone to tell you that you look amazing and so, so happy, I’m there.

If you’re perusing a new department for the first time and need someone to remind you that you belong, I’m there.

If you want to cut your hair short or grow it out or get extensions or do something that feels right to who you are inside but you’re scared because it’s new to you, I’m there.

If you’re figuring out who you are or getting comfortable with it for the first time and you need someone to tell you that you’re magical, I’m there.

Every time.

You ARE magical. Being you is magical. Being supported is magical.

I will be your one woman hype squad, or I will call in ALL THE FRIENDS and get you a whole army if that’s what you want.

You tell me.

We draw the line at one thing. You don’t need bangs. Self-expression is incredible but bangs are a sign of existential crisis. Gimme the scissors and let’s talk first.

I love you for who is inside and if you’re ready for that person to be on the outside too, I gotchu.

Or if you just wanna tell someone that person is there but isn’t ready to make their debut?

I gotchu for that too.

You need me? I’m there.

03/06/2024

Hey you.

Yeah, you.

You know that thing that is taking up space rent free in your brain? That thing that you’re sure is just you and no one would understand?

I can confidently say, it’s not just you.

It is rarely, if ever, just you.

Here’s the thing: isolation lies to you. It tells you that you’re the only one and no one has ever been where you are.

It compounds already stressful situations by creating the thought that no one else would understand when, in reality, a lot of people understand.

No one else has ever been certain that their leadership isn’t giving them the whole story.

No one else has ever worried about the rumblings that they’re difficult because they spoke up about how something we being handled.

No one else has ever had a new baby they loved desperately but didn’t like very much.

No one else has ever felt like they had to split themselves into pieces to be the employee that was needed at work and the parent that was needed at home and never the twain shall meet.

No one else has ever wondered if the great job they have on paper isn’t right for them.

No one else has wondered if their healthcare provider even heard a word they said.

No one else has wanted something other than to work and pay bills until you die.

No one else has ever thought that…

No one else has….

If I have learned anything in the last several years, it’s that we think it’s no one else because we don’t talk about it.

We don’t talk about the ways that our jobs affect our mental heath and how balancing everything is nearly impossible and how not being corporate isn’t something to be ashamed of and and and….

Isolation lies.

Even if you feel like you have to listen to it, I assure you that talking about it with someone safe will make that voice shrink.

It’s not just you. We just don’t talk about it openly.

So let’s talk about it.

31/05/2024

I was on the floor of my office in a ball and a puddle of tears.

I was pretty sure the world just ended. Like, it had to have, right?

Did I… did I just quit my job?

HAVE YOU LOST YOUR FREAKING MIND? YOU HAVE CHILDREN.

In hindsight, maybe a little. In reality, I found a whole lot more.

I had stayed for longer than I should have. I had made excuses for toxic culture, for opaque decision making, for people who I thought were friends who definitely had to have my best interests at heart, and for so many other things.

Until one day, the glass just shattered.

It was a Slack message. That’s it. A message tearing me down for the last time for trying to fix a problem that I didn’t create. All of the pieces just clicked. They weren’t looking for solutions anymore. Maybe they never were. They just wanted echo chambers that supported their decisions— regardless who they hurt.

And that was it.

I don’t even know if I meant to resign. It came out so quickly and it was maybe the first honest thing I had said about it in years.

“I don’t think I can do this anymore. I’ll send my letter through this afternoon.”

And they took me at my word, which at first felt like a betrayal and eventually felt like the best thing anyone could have ever done for me. At the time, it was like my insides were being ripped downward and squeezed through a PVC pipe of anxiety and shame.

I let myself cry on the floor for days. I earned that.

And then I got up and started doing the only thing that my body knew how to do. It certainly wasn’t my brain. That was still wrapped up in grief and anxiety over what happened and the uncertainty of what was going to happen.

My hands started tapping away at the keyboard just saying… anything. Anything that came to mind.

That was almost three years ago.

Don’t leave a job without a plan if it would be harmful to you and your family. Don’t do what I did. You can be methodical and still powerful.

DO get used to the idea that things can be better and they will be better. If it’s not what you want, it’s not the best it can get. You can take back control and make choices that will be better for you in the long run, even if you have to survive something hard right now.

It gets less hard when you take back control.

You can.

I know you can.

Before, I had no idea that this day was even possible, and yet here we are.

Here’s to you, Team Difficult.

26/05/2024

If men had periods, our workplaces would look shockingly different.

If there was a medical condition that all men went through that caused them to bleed and experience severe pain every month, leave for menstruation would be standard in every comp package.

Every employee would be gifted a hot water bottle with a butler to fill it and deliver them aspirin.

They also wouldn’t say that people who have more severe periods than others are “just whiners who want attention,” because that’s not something that men ever do.

Our workplaces are so male-centric, that we can hardly get people to acknowledge that this biological process that is difficult for a lot of women is even a real thing that can be debilitating. To many of them, it’s just a punchline to explain why a woman isn’t smiley and happy and not something that requires medical attention.

23/05/2024

You are not my competition.

At all.

Ever.

Patriarchy and the status quo tell us that we have to compete to survive. They make us believe there isn’t enough to go around because then we stay isolated and don’t form the relationships that show us otherwise.

If you get something that I was up for? Great.

If I feel like someone is getting competitive with me over an opportunity, an experience, literally anything, I will just bow out and let them have it. They clearly want it more than I do.

We can all succeed.

There is enough to go around.

Success isn’t a pizza; even if it was, you could just order more pizza.

20/05/2024

The job I was scared to leave was holding me back from everything.

I mean, everything.

I stopped growing there years before, but I was in such a negative headspace about my own skills and capabilities that I was certain that no one else would hire me.

What could I possibly offer anyone else? This quirky, toxic environment is tolerating me as much as I’m tolerating them, right?

The longer I spent there, the more certain I was that this was all there was. The stress, the stagnation, the poor communication, the opaque decision making, the placation to your face and direct contradiction behind your back….

I’m just lucky to have a job, right?

Then, one day, I realized that I couldn’t live a life that was only this. I couldn’t miss important moments with my kids anymore. I was showing up every day for a sense of security that had rendered me totally insecure. I was certain they wouldn’t fire me, but I was still anxious and stressed all of the time. I was clinging to familiar misery because the unknown was too much.

Or was it?

I went from “this is the best that things can ever be,” to “there has got to be better out there,” in the span of one text conversation. I went in with the intent to resolve a lingering communication issue. I left with my resignation letter on my boss’s desk.

The glass just shattered and there was no fixing it.

I had no plan. I had no idea what I was going to do. I had no idea what was next.

And yet, even if things were going to stay bad, I needed a different bad.

I cried for days. I felt like I lost a part of my identity and had no idea who I was without that major part of my personality.

But as the days passed, the lights started to turn on. I started meeting new people and reconnecting with old ones. They all kept reinforcing the same thing.

I had a huge amount to offer, and the only person who didn’t see that was me.

Part of the game of keeping the environment so toxic was to ensure that the people who were surviving it would think this is normal and all environments were like this. The psychological damage done from that is layered, complex and not something that is just corrected with a resignation letter.

It’s not “just a job.” It’s a balancing act of performance, feedback, validation, approval, disapproval, advancement, stagnation, aspiration and every single of one of those things is layered and personal.

Oh, and they can all mess with your mental health in ways that don’t just magically improve once you’re out. It takes time, work, self-compassion and, hopefully, a better environment that you can learn from.

It’s out there. It takes time and work and courage, but it’s out there.

18/05/2024

It’s a pretty universal experience for women in the workplace.

You look around the room and realize that your gender is wildly underrepresented.

For some, it’s isolating. For others, it’s where they thrive.

Regardless, it’s pretty difficult to contend with the workplace boys’ club when you’re not inherently invited.

Come hang with us in The High Rise and learn about surviving the boys’ club. Link in bio to learn more and sign up!

17/05/2024

If the people who love you notice your messy house, then they’re worried about you, not the house.

If someone cares about the status of your living space, It means that something is different enough from your baseline that they have noticed, not that they give a single care about your house being messy.

My husband and I keep our spaces pretty clean. He is an impulsive scrubber and will forget what he needs to be doing in the name of cleaning something that he notices is dirty.

I’m a tidier and a stacker. I need as few angles as possible in all of my spaces, and that means putting stuff away so surfaces are as uninterrupted as possible. It calms my brain.

If you come to find me when something stressful or overwhelming is about to happen, I am definitely cleaning off the counters in my kitchen.

I’m calming the chaos to get ready for the next influx of chaos.

I instinctively apologize for the state of my house or my unkempt hair, but I can’t think of a time that anyone has ever actually cared.

Except once.

I had a baby under a year old who never slept and a toddler who didn’t understand what was going on. My husband was out of commission for more than a month after emergency eye surgery. He literally had to lay face down for weeks at a time. I had a more-than-full-time job, a puppy and never enough hours in the day.

A friend came over to check on us and bring food, and I put on the show that everything was okay. It was fine. We were fine. It’s all fine.

She looked around and, without a word, grabbed a kid, a step stool for aforementioned kid and a sponge. They washed dishes together before moving to the counter to deal with all the angles.

She didn’t care that my house was messy. She cared that I could not keep my head above water, which is the only reason why I wasn’t obsessively straightening the counters.

Changes in productivity are indicative of something bigger going on, and when leaders notice it, the first conversation should be about support.

Reliable employees don’t just become unreliable overnight, and life happens outside of work. Sometimes, there is no option but to bring those things to work.

Create a support plan. Find out what ways the company empowers you to provide them assistance. Trust your people even if they aren’t comfortable giving details.

Employees are, shockingly, people. That is not something to apologize for or feel embarrassed about.

Lead with compassion first. Find out what your people need. Support them through it.

Grab a sponge.

That is a culture of actionable empathy.

16/05/2024

We’ve all heard someone say it.

“I work in a male-dominated industry.”

Do you even need to hear anything beyond that to know what point they’re making?

Almost any time I’ve had a woman start a story with that, what’s to follow is about being excluded, maybe bullied, definitely dismissed, and often overworked.

The culture is frequently laced with assumptions about the capabilities of the few women who are allowed in.

Those women often have to work ten times harder for half of the credit, and everything can feel like permission to exist.

Yeah, we’re done with that.

I’m pulling for female-dominated industries. You’re welcome here because you’re capable. We’ll give you the bandwidth to get your footing because everyone deserves that. You’ll work hard because we just work effing hard, but not because you have anything to prove.

Oh, and we usually bring snacks.

The workplace boys’ club is so very played out.

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You can’t win so stop playing the game. Do what’s right for you. #elletwo #teandifficult #womenintech #womenineverythjng #matriarchy #womensupportingwomen #womenempowerment #parenting #motherhood #childfree

I have the competitive drive of a dead pinto. I’m here for quirky friends and fellow weirdos. #elletwo #teamdifficult #friends #friendship #findyourweirdos #comehang #womenintech #womensupportingwomen #womenineverything #itsnotpizza

Which one? #iykyk #teamdifficult #elletwo #difficultwomen #parenting #secondchild

You’re allowed to have a reaction when someone hurts you. You’re not allowed to be abusive. There is a whole spectrum of emotion well before that, and you’re allowed to fall where you fall. People who seek to control will set you up for harm and then punish you for feeling harm. That’s gaslighting. That person isn’t safe. #elletwo #teamdifficult #narcissist #narcissisticabuse #selfcare #womensupportingwomen #womenineverything #toxicrelationships #toxic #toxicworkplace #gaslighting

A paycheck is not a permission slip for abuse. Not sorry. #work #toxicworkplace #ai #disruption #fulfillment #happiness

I do not know when this happened but I do know it happened and my crush on Keith Morrison knows NO bounds. None. You can’t actually watch alone because there are so many of us in the same spot. #elletwo #teamdifficult #dateline #dontwatchalone #truecrime #podcast #serial #serialkiller #funny #comedyreels

You cannot have all of the battles. You don't have to show up to every argument you're invited to. #elletwo #teamdifficult #growth #womenintech #WomenInEverything #community #argument #womenintech #womeninbusiness #hilltodieon

I love my Sundays. #elletwo #teamdifficult #redefiningprofessionalism

If the company you’re interviewing with calls themselves a family… run. Seriously. Get out of there. Families put each other into therapy. If they call themselves a family, they’re likely hiding lots of toxic behaviors, oppressive cultures and unrealistic expectations of responsibility. You want a team. **This ain’t your father’s professionalism. We’re redefining it at elletwo dot com. #elletwo #teamdifficult #YourJobIsNotAFamily #RunForTheHills #NoThanks

Uncomfortable Conversations with Dr. Lulu

We will be talking with Dr. Lulu about her experience as the parent of a gender-diverse child.

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