I HAVE TOO MANY FUCKS TO GIVE

What the fuck is happening up here? There are too many thoughts and feelings.

Hello everyone. Have you ever felt like everyone else got the manual for life, and somehow yours got lost in the mail? Yeah—same. For the first 38ish years of my life, I was pretty sure I missed orientation day on how to be a functioning human.

This blog is my attempt to normalize being a complete train wreck and a high-functioning, deeply self-aware human all at once. Because here’s the truth: You can be highly educated, wildly intuitive, and deeply empathetic—and still blow up your own life on a random Tuesday for no good reason. I know I have.

If you’ve ever overanalyzed a text message for three hours while also writing a brilliant academic paper in one sitting, you’re in the right place. If you’ve ever cried because the temperature was too loud, and you could feel your sock seams, and your hair at the same time, while simultaneously wanting to unzip your skin and crawl out of it while also daydreaming about leading the charge to systemic change—welcome. You belong here.

We’ll cover everything from awkward dating mishaps, ADHD spirals, anxiety-fueled insights, late-night existential meltdowns, and the hilarious (and sometimes heartbreaking) versions of me I’ve outgrown—or maybe just rearranged. I’ve been the girl who had it all and the girl who lost it all. The over-giver. The addict. The boundary-setter. The people-hater who loves humanity too much.

I want to explore the journey of becoming authentic—messy, real, imperfect authenticity. I want to make others feel seen, safe, and heard. And maybe, just maybe, I’ll stop feeling so damn lonely along the way.

So come with me. Let’s laugh, cry, spiral, reflect, grow, and fumble our way through it all—together. Oh, did I mention I work in mental health?