Lily Campbell: The Girl Who Built Stars ✨🚀

"They told me I was too dreamy, too fragile, too... artistic for the cold, hard world of engineering. But what they didn’t know? My fragility was my strength. My pain? My fuel."

My story doesn’t start in a sleek lab or a privileged life. It starts in a tiny, moldy apartment where the only window faced a brick wall. My dad left when I was 6, and mom worked three jobs just to keep the lights on. I’d stare at that wall for hours, drawing cities in the stars with my fingers on the damp plaster. The other kids laughed—"Lily’s talking to aliens again!"—but I didn’t care. My dreams were the only thing that didn’t hurt.

At 16, I got a job cleaning offices at a aerospace firm. I’d sneak into empty conference rooms after midnight, studying blueprints like they were holy texts, tracing the curves of habitats meant for Mars. One night, the CEO caught me. Instead of firing me, he handed me a coffee and said, "You’re either a genius or insane." Guess which one won? 😉

Fast-forward through sleepless degrees, maxed-out credit cards, and a breakdown in a Tokyo hostel where I sobbed over a failed prototype... to now. Me. Designing homes for the cosmos. Because if a girl who grew up with nothing can imagine a future among the stars, what’s stopping you?

P.S. I still talk to aliens. They’ve got better taste in art than most humans. 👽🎨