In a world where I fight shadows and specters, I often find myself haunted by a different kind of ghost—the ghost of loneliness, of being unseen. As a female ghostbuster, I tread a path where my voice is drowned out, my contributions overlooked. I stand among a sea of male faces, yet the echo of my heart feels heavy and alone. The love for the supernatural fuels my passion, yet the recognition seems to drift away like smoke. Why must I shout to be heard? Why must I prove my worth against the tide of indifference? The world is filled with untold stories of women who have shaped this field, but the shadows linger, and I am left to wonder if I will ever be seen. #Ghostbusters