It starts with a laugh and ends with a soft identity crisis—so basically, a typical Sunday night.

In this episode, I’m crowning my listeners my little rough drafts (because we’re all messy masterpieces in progress) and talking about the not-so-aesthetic side of healing. Crying over dumb sh*t? Check. Blocking mid-text? Double check. Googling signs from the universe at 2AM? Obviously.

And just to be clear: romanticizing trauma? Not on my podcast.

New episodes drop somewhere between Sunday night and Monday morning—because structure is for boring people. This is Barely Edited—where nothing’s off-limits, and life’s messiest moments turn into stories worth sharing.