⚡ Why I Started ActHERv8: Turning Rage Into a Revolution
For most of my life, I felt like I was born in the wrong era.
Like I should’ve been marching in the streets during the 60s and 70s, shoulder to shoulder with women demanding the right to control our own bodies, access fair healthcare, and live without fear.
That calling lived deep inside me for years — quiet, but constant.
And then one day, it stopped being quiet.
It was the day after Trump’s second inauguration.
Something inside me shattered. It felt like a personal violation. I had a trauma response — the kind that shakes you to your core. I shut down. All I could feel was rage. Boiling, righteous rage. I didn’t want to numb it. I didn’t want to let it go. I didn’t even want to escape it.
I just wanted to do something with it.
My husband looked at me and said,
"Why don’t you use that anger to speak up and do something about it?"
And that was it. The spark. The ignition. The call.
I realized in that moment:
I wasn’t born in the wrong era. I was born for this era.
Because the fight is still here. It just looks different now — and it’s my time to stand up.
The Moments That Made Me
My rage didn’t come out of nowhere.
It was built on moments — some big, some subtle, some I’ve carried like scars.
I know what it’s like to fear for my life.
I’ll never forget the moment I thought, “He’s going to try to rape me.” That primal instinct kicked in. I had to escape. I had to survive.
I was lucky. I got a call out before he knocked the phone from my hands. My mother sensed something was wrong, and when she called back — the phone ringing scared him off.
That night, I reported it. I couldn’t sleep without a butcher knife next to my bed for days after. I didn’t feel safe in my own skin. And I’ll never forget what it took to reclaim it.
I know what it’s like to need healthcare and not know where to go.
In my early 20s, I had an abnormal pap smear that could’ve changed everything. I didn’t have insurance. I was too old for my mother’s plan, and I didn’t have a full-time job yet.
But thanks to my local Family Planning clinic, I had access to exams, information, and care. They helped me through the fear and uncertainty.
And to this day, I wonder — what if I hadn’t had access to that clinic?
Would I still be here?
I know what it’s like to be made to feel small.
There was a time when I needed a job badly. I was trying to escape a bad marriage and rebuild my life. When I negotiated my salary, the man who hired me told me I should just be grateful for the offer.
I sat there in silence, swallowing my pride because I needed that job to survive.
Looking back, I don’t think he would’ve said that to a man.
From Wonder Woman to Warrior
Somewhere deep in me has always lived a fighter.
A girl who wore a t-shirt that said, “Anything boys can do, girls can do better.”
A girl who believed she was Wonder Woman, cape and all.
That belief never left me.
But it wasn’t until I allowed my rage to transform into action that I fully stepped into my power.
That’s why I started ActHERv8.
What We’re Fighting For
I created ActHERv8 to ignite meaningful change by defending women’s body autonomy, demanding equitable healthcare access, and preventing violence against women.
This is for every woman who has ever been told she’s “too much” when she speaks up.
For every woman who has been made to feel small, powerless, or invisible.
For every woman who deserves to own her voice, her body, and her future.
The world needs us — strong, loud, and fearless.
And I’m here to make damn sure we’re heard.
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This is our time. Let’s ActHERv8.
