I was 19 when I first watched Grey’s Anatomy, and Cristina Yang made me believe I could choose a life that wasn’t built around marriage or motherhood. People said I’d change my mind. I never did. Cristina showed me that women don’t owe the world children to be considered whole. She chose her career even when people called her selfish, even when it cost her relationships, and she still became one of the best. That stayed with me. I don’t want to raise a legacy through kids I never asked for. I want my legacy to be the books I write, the stories I create, the rooms I get to fill with my words. My ambition isn’t a phase, and it never needed permission. In a world that keeps telling young women what they should want, I choose my own path. And I won’t feel guilty for it.
