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Most likely to: Eat the last piece of food off a shared plate.

My writing journey:

I don’t think I’ve ever finished a book. Not because they’re boring, but I’m constantly trying to find aha moments in my journey with words. I want to be moved and swayed into living a better life. I see words beyond the page—I see them as provocateurs—mechanisms of growth, insight, and action to take the next best steps in living a more informed life. 

My relationship with words have evolved over time, though. In high school, words motivated me to gain status. I wanted the highest grade and the recognition that came with it. Subjects like math and science were my weakest areas of study, so I stuck with what I seemed to be good at. Being good then helped me with the validation that arguably all of us need as humans, but beyond that, I felt that I could impact my world with words. I was a master of seeking information—in that sense, writing through a research-driven approach has always kept me excited and stimulated.

In college, I succumbed to the pressure around me to pursue a career path that’s historically secure—nursing. I disliked nearly every second of it. I couldn't handle securing straight Bs in my science classes and breathing in the heinous and detestable smell of formaldehyde emanating from a 2-year-old cadaver in anatomy class.

One day, I had enough—I gave away those secondhand nursing books and knocked on the Communication Chair’s door and said, “I’m ready to make the switch.” At that point, the Communications Department already knew me because I was a boisterous student in class, full of opinions. The risk I took that day gave me a proper motivation—I gave the field of writing my absolute best from then onward.

In my senior year of college, I started freaking out. I wondered if I would ever be successful with a communications degree, but with a little luck and lots of rejection, I dispersed my resumé and .txt file full of writing samples to dozens of companies. One company nibbled, and I indulged them. 

I was the first product content strategy intern to nervously grace the stage of Airbnb’s UX writing team. Out of 6,000 applicants, they chose me to come and make an impact. 

I loved every second and relationship I built so much that I became the squeaky wheel that got the grease. 

They hired me full-time. 

For the next 1.5 years, I led content strategy for the identity verification team, which lies under the Trust and Safety org. 

In all the work I do and in the relationships I form, my mission is: Strategize more, but empathize first. I love people, words, and design, and combined, there is a harmonious chord that is struck for users—useful content. 

Note: I’m not as long-winded in product content, obviously.