29/08/2026
I moved across the country for a promise: to improve health equity for Māori whānau.
I did the work. I advocated for our people. I made meaningful change where it mattered most. But when you start pushing back against a broken system, you quickly realize that the system prefers compliance over real transformation.
Suddenly, the issue wasn’t my work—it was my voice. Sitting in meetings with decision-makers, it was confirmed: there were zero clinical concerns about my practice. Instead, the feedback was that managers were afraid of being challenged, afraid of being called out, and uncomfortable with accountability. When you stand up for what is right in the business of healthcare, advocating for whānau gets you labeled a “delinquent” by those in power.
But in the words of Kanye—I cannot be managed. I can be led, and if the path is tika and pono, I will follow loyally.
The people walking the paths I wish to maintain for my mokopuna see and support me; while the very people who hate to see me win are the very people chipping away at the progress instead of solidifying their own.
Leaving bedside nursing wasn’t my first choice, but it became my only option to stay true to my integrity. I am no longer a nurse within this structure—not because I was unsafe, but because I refused to stay quiet in a system that puts corporate comfort before people.
The title on my practicing certificate may change over time, but my commitment to advocacy, equity, and whānau never will. 🌿✨
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