When I graduated high school, my parents wanted me to pursue a stable business degree. I dreamed of graphic design, but they called it a fantasy and gave me an ultimatum: choose their path or leave. I chose to leave, carrying my portfolio and scholarship letter.
The early years were challenging. I worked long hours, lived in small apartments, and survived on instant meals. But I never stopped improving my skills. A nonprofit poster I designed went viral locally, opening doors to more work.
At 23, I had enough clients to start my own design studio. When my parents came to me for help years later, I showed them I had succeeded on my own. I shared a digital artwork symbolizing how I’d grown beyond their expectations.
That moment was peaceful and empowering. I learned that believing in yourself is the greatest lesson of all.
