11/26/2025
I put in the work when nobody watched.
I carried weights nobody saw.
I built the doors they now walk through.
So I’m not chasing.
I’m collecting.
Everything I’m owed: respect, credit, opportunities, outcomes… they’re not favors, they’re invoices. Stamped. Dated. Earned.
And the universe always pays what’s due, even if it takes time to clear.
This chapter isn’t about asking anymore.
It’s about return on investment.
It’s about reaping from the seeds I planted.
No threats.
No noise.
Just me . Calmly here to collect what is rightfully mine.