The Cost of Entry

Max turned 30 this month, and it's hard to encapsulate all that he’s carried.

This week’s piece isn’t about ribbons or milestones. It’s about the years we spent on the edges of tradition, moving between polished arenas and dusty fields, between what I thought I had to earn and what was already mine.

There’s a cost to chasing legitimacy. I didn’t know I was paying it until I started asking different questions.

Read the full essay here: https://stables.substack.com/p/the-cost-of-entry