Sometimes in life, one must learn to walk with trepidation and nimbleness, like a jungle cat that must remain hidden from sight. Because one's usual gait carries far too much gusto and swagger to be accepted by the world around you. That very world which you wish to conquer and rule in the foreseeable future, and also that which has made patriarchal and archaic assumptions of how you must feel when pushed up against a brick wall.
Walk quietly through this fire of judgement until you finish your lap and win what you set out to win. Grow a thorny hide if you must to ride through the storm. Sing songs of grace and inspire yourself to do better because you simply must do better and must grow stronger. Victory and power aren't easily achieved and only the worthy can scale these peaks.
I must be my own champion because the bigger picture is worth this strange yet poetic journey.
