🌌 From Broken Dreams to Quantum Beams: The Willow Hart Story 🌌

They told me I’d never amount to anything; a girl from a dusty, forgotten town where the only "quantum" thing was the manner in which dreams vanished. My father left when I was six. My mother worked three jobs just to keep the lights on—until the lights went out for good. At 14, I was all alone, sleeping on library floors, stealing WiFi to learn calculus on YouTube. 💔

Pain? Pain was my fuel. While other kids were partying, I was coding. While they were sleeping, I was solving equations by candlelight. I sold my hair to buy a laptop. I ate ramen for a year to afford a quantum physics textbook. Then—the moment. A scholarship. MIT. The land of qubits and quantum gates was my new home. 🌠

Now? I’m Dr. Willow Hart, quantum computing researcher by day, adventure-seeking wanderer by heart. I chase auroras in Iceland, meditate in Himalayan monasteries, and dance with strangers in Buenos Aires—all because living is my rebellion to a past that tried to bury me.

If you have ever felt like the universe forgot about you, my DMs are open. Spoiler: It didn’t. ✨ Your chaos is just unobserved potential.