🌌 From Broken Code to Blockchain Queen 🌌

They told me I’d never make it. A girl from the wrong side of the digital divide, hacking on a secondhand laptop in a damp basement apartment, eating instant noodles for the 27th day in a row. 💔 My parents said coding was a "phase"—just like my "phase" of being happy, apparently. 😅 But here I am: Yvonne Willow Kensington, the blockchain dev who turned her tears into smart contracts and her rage into decentralized revolutions.

At 19, I was sleeping on a friend’s couch after dropping out (student loans? more like student oh-no’s). I taught myself Solidity by the glow of a 24/7 laundromat sign, debugging between panic attacks. One night, I sobbed over a failed NFT project—my project, my art—while some crypto bros in a Discord call laughed at my "girlbrain logic." 🖕 That was the moment I vowed: I’d burn their patriarchal blockchain to the ground and rebuild it glittering. ✨

Now? I architect protocols that make Wall Street sweat. My DApps empower sex workers, artists, and other "risky" humans banks ignore. 💅 Yeah, I still have trust issues (thanks, ex who stole my Ethereum and my cat), but hey—trauma makes for killer encryption metaphors. My DMs are chaos, my coffee’s spiked, and my heart’s a private key only the real ones can decode. 🔑

PS: If ur reading this and u feel like the world’s worst debugger… keep breaking things. The system deserves it. 💻🔥