Over the years, I’ve found myself part of several underrepresented groups: a female engineer, a female senior leader, a female writer.
Being a woman, on its own, often creates barriers to opportunity. It can be challenging to get your voice heard — to be taken seriously, or even seen.
In recent years, there’s been a rise in groups supporting gender inclusion, which is both powerful and necessary. But I’m not just a woman.
I’m also neurodivergent. I’m an immigrant. I’m a single mum.
These parts of me don’t exist in isolation. They don’t just stack up, they intersect. And that intersection doesn’t just add challenges — it multiplies them. I’ve felt the weight of that first hand.
Throughout my life, I’ve been on the receiving end of bullying, discrimination, exclusion, and abuse — not just because I’m female, but because I’m much more than that.
That’s the often-ignored reality of intersectional people.
When I became a parent, something shifted. I saw the world through my child’s eyes — and I knew I had to help create a better one.
Because if the world isn’t good enough for her, it’s not good enough for me either.
We lead by example. And if I can stand up — for myself, and for all those who still don’t feel like they can — then my child will grow up knowing she’s allowed to challenge what’s broken.
She’ll know her voice matters.
This is why I created The Intersectional Hub. Not just to tell my story, but to open the door for yours. If you’ve ever felt unseen at the crossroads of your identity — you’re not alone. And you’re welcome here.
The Intersectional Hub 