Dear Younger Me: How Owning My Power Made Me Irresistible (and Damn Unstoppable)
To the girl who didn’t know her worth — just wait, we’re a dangerous woman now.
Oh honey, let’s get one thing crystal clear: I am not lost. I am not confused.
You won’t find me aimlessly wandering around with a giant “?” floating above my head like some cartoon character.
Nope.
I know exactly what I want, need, and desire.
I am intentional as hell — time, energy, attention, focus — all locked, loaded, and aimed at living my most deliciously satisfying life.
Every step I take, every move I make is guided by one thing: my intuition.
I trust that baby like Beyoncé trusts her own glow.
It has never let me down.
The only time things go off-track?
When I don’t listen to it.
But that’s on me.
Success?
Oh, it flows straight from the fountain of me.
That’s right — I put myself first, unapologetically, every single time.
And guess what?
I am more fulfilled, satisfied, and utterly turned on in my life with each passing day.
The secret sauce?
I don’t overthink anything — I just know.
That inner compass?
It’s tuned to perfection because I am in alignment with my truth, my value, every single day.
And baby, it all starts on the inside.
You want to know a tree? Look at what it’s producing.
And me?
Well, I’ve got a whole damn orchard of juicy, ripe fruit, and people are eating it up.
The best part about living this way?
I don’t always know how things will manifest, how those desires will show up in the physical world, but that’s the beauty of it.
Life keeps me guessing, in the best way possible.
I am constantly surprised — pleasantly, deliciously surprised.
Take, for instance, my move to gorgeous San Diego this summer.
Never in a million years did I think I’d end up here.
I mean, when I first landed in California in 2022, I cried my eyes out for a solid month.
Why was I even here?
It was purely for my love — hate relationship with my software engineering career.
All I wanted was to secure some remote work and hightail it out of California.
But oh, the plot thickens.
I didn’t just want to make career moves. I wanted a home.
You know, a place that truly felt like home — a nourishing, fulfilling, beautiful place where I could plant roots and thrive.
The search for home began after an almost-decade-long relationship ended, leaving me to rebuild my life from scratch.
Florida? It gave me roots, but it never felt like the perfect fit.
It was more like a too-tight dress you wear because it’s all you have, but secretly, you’re waiting for that day you can shimmy into something that feels just right.
And then — bam! San Diego.
A spontaneous trip that turned into a full-blown love affair.
The moment I crossed the threshold between Northern and Southern California, I felt it.
My whole body lit up like it had just been plugged into the universe’s most potent power source. San Diego wrapped me up in her arms and whispered, “Welcome home, baby.”
From the second I crossed the city limits, I knew — knew — this was it.
This was home. And I didn’t hesitate for a second.
This is how I always live.
With clarity. With certainty. And it’s a damn good way to live.
I am not confused by people, places, or things anymore. I see it all — clear as day.
I am like a magician pulling back the curtain, seeing the strings of energy that hold everything together.
And I make decisions with that vision.
I know how to play the game, and I am an exceptional chess player.
Life is one big, sexy strategy, and I’ve mastered the art of knowing how to make the right moves for myself.
Here’s the thing: the only guidance I need is me. I don’t follow the crowd, the masses, or the trends.
My path? Oh, it’s carved out in pure pleasure.
Every single day, from the top of my head to the tips of my toes, I am nourished and pleased.
I take care of myself — deeply.
I am held and nurtured by life because I make choices that feed my soul.
And when you choose the best for yourself, the universe shows up to match that energy. It’s like your biggest cheerleader, saying, “Yes, queen! You got this!”
The world mirrors who you are, not just what you want.
It reflects your energy, your choices. So choose wisely.
If you’re not vibing with your truth, don’t expect life to dish out the good stuff.
Instead, expect a whole lot of mixed signals.
A lot of people want more for their lives, but darling, wanting isn’t enough.
You have to be more. You have to claim it.
Otherwise, you’ll be stuck in an endless chase, looking for happiness in all the wrong places — objects, people, titles, money.
And spoiler alert: those things will never be enough.
I know because I’ve been there, chasing that mirage of happiness.
But now?
At 31, I see what’s real and what’s just smoke and mirrors.
I am in tune with everything — the universe, my desires, my path. The light switch has flipped all the way on, and I can’t unsee what I see.
And there is no one, absolutely no one, who can manipulate me ever again.
For most of my life, I could only see the world through the lens of survival and fear. I endured utter brutality just to be alive today.
I was born into poverty — born into a poverty consciousness — and it wasn’t easy to unshackle myself from those chains.
Most people get too exhausted and stop trying. That’s usually how it goes.
And the system knows it.
I am no longer the inexperienced girl I once was, trapped in vulnerable cycles of oppression, unknowingly exposing myself to environments filled with wolves in sheep’s clothing seeking to break, exploit, or use me, because I had no alternative — no nurturing cocoon to fall back on.
Those situations stemmed from needing safety or financial stability — pure survival mode, if you will.
Girls need nurturing cocoons to observe malicious tactics from a safe distance and avoid getting ensnared in the many webs (literally) out there that might otherwise be invisible to them.
Without that safety net, many die inside long before they die physically.
Now, I am a powerhouse of a woman, thriving on my own terms, without needing to tie myself to subpar work environments and men — especially not legally — for resources or financial support to survive.
I am self-sustaining, and fully in control.
So, I call the shots.
I claimed more than enough as my bare minimum. This is what my energy demands, so this is what I receive.
The only thing left for scheming minds and puppet masters to do is sit back and watch as I rise, expand, and dominate my radiant life with ease, joy, and purpose.
I am only getting stronger, more visible, more powerful.
The last time I was building a brand and posted pictures online was when I had a fitness blog, and the nauseating flood of DMs from men with clearly visible wives, girlfriends, fiancées — even entire families — was so overwhelming, I left social media for nearly three years and deleted everything.
Back then, I wasn’t confident in handling objectification, whether online or offline. Now, I know my power and turn it into a playful game — there’s no other choice.
Jeopardy Host: So yeah, they can fuck around and find out, but most will stay silent.
30 seconds. Good luck.
Cue Jeopardy theme song…
Jeopardy Host: What did you come up with, Kateria?
Kateria: What is, “with me, they have nowhere to hide?”
Jeopardy Host: That’s right! So what are you going to add, Kateria?
I bet everything, so I just doubled up.
I play this game with a finesse so sweet, I have them thinking they’re winning — every time.
That’s how generous I am.
But deep down? I see it all.
I know what will crumble and what will rise.
The question is, do they?
Buckle up, baby — it’s about to get wild.
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