Being an entrepreneur is the hardest thing I have ever done. Some days feel like I’m on top of the world, and other days, I wonder if I’ve completely lost my mind. But if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s that perseverance is everything.

My depression isn’t content—it’s my reality. And while I don’t always want to put it on display, I also don’t want to pretend it doesn’t exist.

When I first moved to Detroit and started discovering what I liked—how I wanted to do my nails, the way I styled my hair, the clothes that made me feel good—I started hearing a word thrown at me that I wasn’t used to: ghetto.