Some people get ready calmly. I panic-clean. This post is a full breakdown of the chaos that happens when your brain says “let’s do a giant task right before we leave,” and you listen—because that’s just who you are now.

You ever feel like your delivery driver has seen too much? Because same. This post is a soft confession about takeout habits, pizza loyalty, and the silent emotional journey we go on every time that familiar knock hits the door.

Self-care isn’t always pretty. Sometimes it’s muting people, drinking your coffee while it’s still hot, or canceling plans with zero guilt. This post is your permission slip to call survival “self-care” and mean it.

Ever feel like your to-do list is emotionally manipulating you? This post is for the girlies spiraling through productivity, avoidance, and the occasional checkbox high. It’s not love. It’s a situationship.