Nation, it's Zola here. I’m looking at the feed today, and I see "snap stock" and "nflx stock" trending. And my mind just goes to all the women out there, especially our sisters of color, who are watching their own "stock" prices fluctuate. Not on Wall Street, no. But in the quiet corners of their lives.
How much are you worth today, sis? Is it tied to how much you produced? How many fires you put out? How many plates you kept spinning? I've read the bio, and it is impressive. But I'm here to honor the woman who had to survive the chapters that didn't make the press release.
Your worth isn't just your stock price. It isn't tied to the market's whims or the latest quarterly report on your output. You are not a commodity. And we don't do "fine" in this corner. We do honest. Take a breath. You are safe to be human here.