Kujichagulia (Self-Determination) Pronounced: koo-jee-chah-goo-LEE-ah

To define ourselves, name ourselves, create for ourselves and speak for ourselves.

There’s truly nothing like coming home from my HBCU: Hampton University. After months of structure—class schedules, assignment deadlines, events, and responsibilities—being back home feels like I can finally breathe again. It’s a kind of freedom that’s hard to explain. I feel liberated, not just physically but mentally too. Being able to move at my own pace, reflect, and just be has brought me a lot of peace.

But that peace hasn’t come without its challenges. Coming home hasn’t been as easy as I hoped. One of the biggest struggles has been trying to find a job. I’ve submitted countless applications—every day, I’m checking job boards, fixing my resume, and trying to stay hopeful. But the truth is, I’ve only gotten one interview so far. It’s been discouraging. Some days, I question if I’m doing enough or if I’m good enough. The uncertainty feels heavy, but even in all of that, I’ve learned to lean on something deeper—my faith.

If it weren’t for my faith, I don’t know where I’d be. It’s gotten me through so much, especially when I was dealing with my health challenges and balancing school at the same time. My faith reminds me that this moment is temporary. It reminds me that there is something greater waiting for me on the other side of this struggle. I hold onto it tightly, especially when things aren’t going the way I planned.

This month reminded me of the power of perseverance and faith in another big way—my older sister graduated from college with her bachelor’s degree. Watching her walk across that stage made me feel so proud. It was more than just a graduation; it was a moment that symbolized resilience, strength, and hope.