07/02/2026
Imposter syndrome has a way of making you forget your own story.
It convinces you that everyone else is more qualified. That everyone else belongs more than you do. It whispers that you’re behind, that you started too late, that maybe you’re not cut out for the dream you’ve been chasing.
I’ve felt that a lot lately.
I’ll be waiting another year before applying to vet school, and I’d be lying if I said that hasn’t made those thoughts louder. But this post isn’t for anyone else. It’s a reminder to myself.
Four years ago, I wasn’t on this path.
I was two years into a business degree that I had absolutely no passion for.
Then Jug happened. My Gospel.
He sparked a curiosity that turned into a calling. I wanted to know everything I could about horses and the medicine behind them. That curiosity grew into a dream that terrified me enough to change my major to animal science at 32 years old. I had no idea how I was going to get through chemistry, physics, O-Chem, and everything else that came with it.
But I decided to try anyway.
From that moment on, I hit the ground running. I said yes to every opportunity I could find. I mucked stalls at a show barn just to be around horses and learn. I worked in an equine hospital. I shadowed veterinarians. I joined the Texas Tech Equestrian Team. I adopted wild mustangs. I built Gospel Gait Stables. I surrounded myself with people who knew more than I did because I wanted to become better, and I did all this on purpose.
Some people may never understand how one animal can completely redirect a person’s life, but I don’t need them to. I know what Jug gave me. He gave me purpose.
So…
When imposter syndrome tells you that you don’t belong, remember where you started.
Remember that you weren’t handed this life, you built it.
Remember the early mornings, the long days, the classes you thought you’d never pass, the stalls you mucked, the horses you cared for, the miles you’ve driven, and every opportunity you created because no one was going to hand it to you.
Waiting another year doesn’t erase any of that and maybe this is exactly where I’m supposed to be.
So keep showing up ♥️
