Welcome to my little corner of the internet.

Where healing is messy, humor is mandatory, and over sharing is basically a coping skill.

This blog is for me — if you enjoy it or you can’t look away from my wreckage — great, come back for more of my self-authored disasters. If this isn’t your cup of Joe, try decaf, It’s boring, too.

Spoiler: This isn’t self-help. Closure isn’t served here — but sarcasm is unlimited.

PSA

This blog doesn’t have a Hallmark ending.

I’m snarky, bruised, occasionally inappropriate, and allergic to pretending it didn’t happen. I tried.

I write my truth — the awkward, the petty, the painfully honest.

I changed names to protect the not-so-innocent, but if you recognize yourself, congratulations — your narcissism is working overtime…

And remember — it’s only libel if it’s not true !!