I'm seeing all this chatter about NVIDIA stock price forecasts for 2026. All these predictions, all these numbers flying around, projecting growth, projecting gains. And it takes me back to a different kind of forecast we often carry, especially those of us who have walked a certain path.

We spend so much time forecasting our own capacity. How much more can I take on? How many more late nights can I pull? How much more can I give before I break? We optimize for achievement at the cost of being fully human, believing that if we just push a little harder, the reward will finally be wholeness. I’ve read the bios, and they are impressive. But I'm here to honor the woman who had to survive the chapters that didn't make the press release.

Sis, take a breath. You are safe to be human here. We don't do 'fine' in this corner. We do honest. You're running a race that finished ten years ago. It’s time to recalibrate your own forecast. Not for the market, but for your soul. I see the glory, but I honor the story. And your story, your true story, is worthy of peace.