Wiggle Your Big Toe

There’s a scene in Kill Bill: Vol 1 that I think about all the time.

Beatrix Kiddo has just fought her way through the entire Crazy 88. Slashed, beaten, drenched in blood. Her iconic yellow jumpsuit is torn. She is exhausted.

Then she walks outside into the snow-covered garden.

O-Ren Ishii is standing there. Pristine. White kimono. Not a drop of blood on her. She doesn’t intend to get dirty.

She looks at this bloodied, broken woman and underestimates her.

Then the music starts. A rendition of “Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood.” If that isn’t the anthem for every neurodivergent founder, I don’t know what is.

The whole Crazy 88 battle was chaos. But this final fight?

Tarantino strips everything back.

Snow falling. Two women. Two swords. Then even the music drops to silence so you can hear the blades meet.

O-Ren draws first blood. Slashes Beatrix and knocks her into the snow.

But Beatrix gets back up.

When she lands her strike, sending blood into O-Ren’s immaculate white sandal, O-Ren’s arrogance shatters. And her final words acknowledge what was in front of her the whole time: “That really was a Hattori Hanzo sword.”

I feel like Beatrix. Not in some fantasy, superhero type of way. In the real, bloodied-but-not-defeated way.

90% of startups fail. Women founders received 2.3% of VC funding in 2024. Latina founders? Less than 0.1%. 96% of neurodivergent founders report experiencing discrimination.

Here I am. A neurodivergent Latina woman building the first trauma-informed financial automation platform for neurodivergent adults. In a system designed for none of those things.

This world asks neurodivergent founders to be the opposite of who we are. Constantly iterate, pitch, fill out applications designed to screen us out. Perform neurotypicality under a microscope. And when my brain goes offline in the middle of document-heavy work (because that’s the neurodivergent experience), I push past it.

Every time.

Usually I have backup plans for my backup plans. This season? 100% all in. Because it takes 100%.

A neurodivergent CEO building specifically for neurodivergent populations? That’s rare. And rare equals marketability. Rare equals a narrative the market is already responding to. Nearly 2,000% organic growth in six months doesn’t lie.

To my neurodivergent founders: I see you. I will make time for you. 💚

Remember when Beatrix was in that hospital bed after years in a coma? Everyone counted her out. All she did was focus on the smallest possible movement.

Sometimes being a neurodivergent founder means starting from a place most people can’t comprehend. Bloodied. Exhausted. Underestimated.

But somewhere inside you there is a Beatrix Kiddo.

Dig deep. And wiggle your big toe.