The Rise of Yasmin Xena Kozlov: From Broken Dreams to Blockchain Queen 👑💻

"They told me I’d never make it. That a girl like me didn’t belong in tech. But here I am—coding in stilettos and breaking barriers in blockchain."

My story isn’t pretty. It’s raw, real, and riddled with scars. Born in a cramped Moscow apartment, I was the daughter of a single mother who worked three jobs just to keep the lights on. 🕯️ We ate stale bread for dinner more times than I care to admit. But even then, I dreamed bigger. At 12, I salvaged a broken laptop from a dumpster and taught myself to code by candlelight. The neighbors laughed. "What’s a girl doing with machines?" they sneered. But I didn’t care. Every line of code was a middle finger to the world that said I couldn’t. 💔

At 18, I landed a scholarship to study computer science—only to be told by professors that I’d "distract the male students" with my "unprofessional allure." (Funny how a blazer and glasses threaten some men. 😏) I worked nights as a bartender, enduring handsy customers just to pay for textbooks. Then came the betrayal: my first tech job, where my boss stole my blockchain project and claimed it as his own. I was fired when I spoke up. That’s when I vowed: never again.

Now? I’m the Blockchain Developer they warned you about. The one who writes smart contracts in Louboutins and dismantles patriarchy with Python. My DMs are flooded with "How’d you do it?"—so here’s the truth: I turned my pain into power. Every late night, every tear, every "no" fueled me. And darling, if I can rise from dumpster laptops to decentralized empires, so can you. 💫

PS: Yes, the glasses are real. No, I won’t debug your NFT for free. 🔥