2016 Election: Shaken

As I watched the 2016 election results roll in on Tuesday night, I was uneasy. Early results trended Trump. I went to sleep around midnight, feeling nervous, but with so many states too early to call, I had a sliver of hope.

I woke up at 3am, checked my phone, and I froze.

I texted some of my friends who were also awake and in shock. I was shaking. I had a panic attack. I’ve only felt this way a few times in my life. My chest was aching, I had trouble catching my breath, and I was too stunned to cry.

When I look at Donald Trump, I see every man who’s ever sexually assaulted me. Continue reading

My Last Name

I know engaged women who are absolutely THRILLED about the new last name that comes with wedding bells, but I also know some women who went through a short period of shock and regret when the whole name change process was finalized. It’s one of those wedding details you don’t necessarily think about until it’s over and done.

Well, I thought about it extensively, and I want to share those thoughts with the blog world, but first, please know that this was our decision, and I appreciate your respect as I respect your decision to change/not change/hyphenate your name with my whole heart.

Hi! I’m Nicole. Nicole Lee. Whenever I meet new people, they end up squishing those two sounds together and calling me Nicolee. I love that. Growing up, my sister and I were the “Lee Girls,” and I loved that, too. Continue reading

Being a Girl, By a Woman — Guest Blogger!

I’m at a point in my career where I’m actively working to establish myself as a professional. I work in a field largely dominated by [chauvinist] older men who think it’s perfectly appropriate and not a bit disrespectful to call me “honey” or “sweetie”. It makes me feel like I’m younger than I am. It makes me feel like “the girl who handles that” instead of the woman who is hoping to be the director of the department.

I want to be warm and approachable, but I don’t want to be talked down to. It’s a challenge. I’ve trained my speaking voice to sound deeper and more assertive. I use less exclamation points in emails. You know. I’m so grateful to have so many strong, independent female mentors in my life. At the end of the day, though, women are still paid less, respected less, and taken less seriously compared to our male counterparts. Continue reading