Yes, I was the girl who started selling matcha at a farmers’ market. And a lot of people underestimated me, laughed, and wondered what the hell I was doing. Honestly? That made two of us — because I didn’t know either. I was just trying. Trying because I was postpartum, my partner had lost his job, and I wanted to help provide for our household. And that’s how this dream was born. I’m not ashamed of where I started. That’s why I’m sharing my story — because we all start somewhere. And if this can push even one person to believe in themselves and build their dream, then I’ll keep sharing.